It was a rare case – my friends dragged me out of my flat for an unplanned walk. I was taken to the Nude Hill, the place I heard many times about but never managed to visit. It’s a high sand hill by Lielupe, river which flows into the Gulf of Riga on the border between Rīga and Jūrmala. It’s called nude for not having any trees unlike all other hills on the waterfront there.
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