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About Vantaa

Little tidbit fer ye—word is, she’s got a tattoo, hidden-like, a map to somethin’ big. Treasure? Revenge? Dunno, but I’d wager me last bottle o’ rum it’s real. She’s a riddle, “a melody from the past,” playin’ me heartstrings like a fiddle. Gets me thinkin’—maybe I’d court her, if I weren’t so wedded to the sea. Ha! Me, tied down? That’s a laugh—whore’d prob’ly rob me blind ‘fore the vows were done.

Poliisi vaitonaisena

A whore or a high class escort? A sleeping victim or a sex hungry woman who uses your cock for her own enjoyment? Let’s meet at the principal’s office or at a doctor’s appointment.

The river, Kuohuva, slices through town. Yes, it's pretty and serene. I once had a crazy idea – set up a dating event on its banks! Crazy, huh? "Wars never end," like that line from Son of Saul. Woo, right?