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About Helsinki

So, last week, I’m prowlin’—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.”—and I spot this bird, all fishnets and attitude. Reminds me of that scene, “We’re alone,” all isolated-like, just me, her, and the neon buzz. I’m thinkin’, “Mate, she’s either a jackpot or a fuckin’ setup.” Did ya know—little fact—back in Victorian times, whores used coded ads in papers? “French lessons,” my arse—sneaky bastards. Anyway, I’m chattin’ her up, heart poundin’—fuckin’ thrilled, yeah? But then—bam—some geezer rolls up, all aggro, demandin’ cash. Pissed me right off! I’m like, “Oi, cunt, I ain’t your ATM!”

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Keskuskatu is where most of the buzz is. I stroll there daily, feeling like I can see Russia from my house – okay, not literally (but seriously, the horizons here can be trippy sometimes, just like in Ten, ya know, that Abbas Kiarostami flick I’m obsessed with). The sidewalks are lined with quirky shops and cozy cafes. It's all so chill, like nature's hug, ya feel me?

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