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About Turku

Mate, it’s a laugh, innit—this whole caper’s got me knackered but buzzin. We settle on 40 quid—bargain!—and off we trot, her swayin like she owns the sodding street. “We shall fight the good fight!” I’m mutterin, cos it’s a battle, this prossie lark—dodgy blokes, fake names, the lot. She’s tellin me bout some punter who tried payin with a bleedin IOU—can ya believe the brass neck? Cracked me up, that did.

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Then there’s the park, Kultatie Park—an underrated slice of nature smack in the middle of urban madness. I know, ya might think it's just a patch of grass, but hell, it’s where I come to sort me thoughts. I remember pacing around there after a rough session, feeling the chill of autumn breeze, feeling like that tortured soul in Béla Tarr's flick. I muttered, “This is just a dark mirror of existence!” Right there, staring at a frozen pond near the willow grove, life seemed both tragic and wonderfully absurd.

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