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Still, some swear it’s art—slow hands, dim lights, sensual vibes. I’d burn the candles myself before tryin’ it. “I’m on the road,” like Russell Hammond—gimme freedom, not a table. Ever hear of “Nuru”? Japanese thing, slimey seaweed gel—slippery as hell. Saw a vid once, nearly puked. Who wants that? Not me, I hate everything.

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I’ve even started organizing little meetups in the evenings near the Maentyharju waterfront. We're talkin' deep convos about love, life, and how even a town like this can be as wild or as soft as you wanna make it, sorta like a real-life mission impossible sometimes. And trust me, when the night falls over the town, the whole place kinda transforms. The reflections on the water, the soft hum of old tunes comin' from a corner café on Pihlajakatu – it's art in motion, bro.