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About Turku

Hehehe, why so serious, pal? Prostitute, huh? Manic laughter rips through me! I’m thinkin’ bout them workin’ girls, y’know, like in *The Royal Tenenbaums* – all quirky, messed up, but real. “I’m not talkin’ about dance lessons here!” – that’s Margot Tenenbaum, smokin’ her cigs, hidin’ secrets. Prostitutes got secrets too, don’t they? Hidin’ in plain sight, hustlin’ hard. Makes me grin, thinkin’ how they’re out there, dodgin’ cops, laughin’ at the suits who pay ‘em.

Police officers speak about violence, petty crime in migrant-heavy Tel Aviv neighborhoods.

In the Greek Media, the euphemism of a prostitute is «ιερόδουλη» /ie'roðuli/ (fem. nom. sing.) and «ιερόδουλες» /ie'roðules/ in plural.

Man, the city is a mix of sleek glass towers and old brick facades. I can't get enough of the quirky cafes scattered around the cobblestone lanes of Keskusta. The dating app biz kinda sharpened my eye. I see details others just pass by. Like, check out the inner courtyard of Arvokatu, where street art splashed over old walls whispers secrets of underground gigs. Crazy, huh? "It is all so beautiful... and terrifying," a line straight outta Melancholia – fits the mood here perfectly.