Krišs is sick and tired of Rīga’s darkness; on a warm summer evening, more often than not, he can’t find an illuminated spot to sit down and enjoy an ice cream. So he creates a comfort zone for himself and ice cream.
Krišs is sick and tired of Rīga’s darkness; on a warm summer evening, more often than not, he can’t find an illuminated spot to sit down and enjoy an ice cream. So he creates a comfort zone for himself and ice cream.