Mila Kerimaeki Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Helsinki

So, picture this – whore’s out there, workin the streets, right? Not juz some basic floozy, tho. Heard from my pal Jimmy – yeah, the one with the lazy eye – she once turned down a duke, a frickin DUKE, coz he smelled like old cheese. True story! Made me laugh til I cried, like, who knew she had standards? “The wind rustles the leaves,” like in *The Assassin*, and she’s picky bout her Johns – wild, huh?

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Kerimäki church. The wooden church of Kerimäki is the biggest wooden church in the world. The 'soundtrack' of this video is the church choir practising.

I cruise the neighborhood of Linnanmäki. Cool parks, graffiti art – this place breathes soul. Its river, the VesiFlow, cuts through like a scar, soft but rough, like life itself. Y’know, sometimes I find myself by its banks, reflecting on "the sound of silence" in my own head. Inside Llewyn Davis was my jam, right? “I must break you!” And hey, that line fits every time things feel off in my zen zone.