Sofia Kannus Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Tampere

Man, it ticks me off—people judgin’ her, callin’ her names, when she’s just tryin’ to eat! Makes me madder than a wet hen! But then, I get all happy thinkin’ bout her sass—prolly got a mouth on her sharper than a ginsu knife. “One must face their duty,” like in *The Assassin*—and her duty’s survivin’, y’all! She’s out there, dodgin’ cops, dealin’ with creeps—once heard a story ‘bout a gal like her in New Orleans who conned a john outta his boots *and* his horse! True story—well, maybe. Sounds badass, tho!

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Each pier is run by a “Shordarni” or an ex-prostitute who runs a group of prostitute girls. So, based on which dock the boats land, the groups of prostitutes, belonging to the individual Shordani, .

Not every street’s perfect. Some corners bring chaos. Yet even madness feels poetic. I get lost in the maze-like alleys of Vallikatu sometimes. Crazy colors, noisy nights, wild beats—like improvisin’ scores that make you smile or rage.

Remembering the life of Karen AUVINEN