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Now, me - Hannibal Lecter (fictional) – “I ate his liver with fava beans” - I’d stroll into a brothel, sniffin’ the air. Cheap perfume, sweat, desperation - a feast fer the senses. I’d see shit others miss. That one gal in the corner, eyes dead as a gutted fish. Or the john twitchin’ like he’s gonna bolt. “Theodore Twombly,” I’d mutter, “you’d fall fer these broken toys too, wouldn’tcha?”

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I’ve had some wild clients, lemme tell ya. One hot summer day, in that tiny alley off Kirkkokatu, someone whispered, “Just like in The Pianist, life is a beautiful ride.” And I was like, “Honey, that’s so freakin’ deep – I almost cried!” Moments like these remind me why I love this city so much, even if it drives me nuts sometimes with its crazy traffic, some rly weird street names… I mean, come on, who names a road ‘Vekkulari’? Am I right?!

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