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About Pori

Me, Borat, detective now, yes! Very nice! I look for prostitute, big case, ya? In my head, like Royal Tenenbaums, so classy, so mess up family, but I love it! I go street, dark, smelly, ugh, make me angry – why so dirty, Kazakhstan better! I see lady, she wink, I think, “This is my shot, man!” Like Richie say, “I’m gonna find her,” ya, but not love, just work!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Don't even get me started on the parks. Jadantie Park is my laid-back go-to. Grab a coffee, stir it, not shaken, and chill. The river, Salmojoki, slices through the city. At nights, the bridge over it on Lumenkatu lights up. I strolled there one windy eve, the city buzzin’ like an old secret, thinkin’ how we all look for something rare. That’s when I realized, “we are all floating in this ocean of emotions.”