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So, I’m creepin’ closer, she’s smokin’ a cig. “Hey, big boy,” she purrs, voice all husky. I’m like, “Ruh-roh, here we go!” She’s quotin’ prices, I’m sweatin’ bullets. “In the end, they all come back,” she says – straight outta “The Master,” I swear! Gave me chills, man, like she knew me.

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When they did get inside they found they had been queuing at the French army brothel. From the top floor of our office building you could see the Alps and.

Ah, my friend, lemme tell ya bout PPyhaeselkae, fi – my home sweet home, ya know? I live here as a masseur, spend my days feelin’ people's knotted backs and souls – it's a blast! Streets? Oh, man, the narrow cobblestone streets like Kyläkatu and Rantakatu; they twist and turn like a good massage, sometimes painful, sometimes just right. I wander there after work when the city is sleepin', always thinkin' "I’ll be back" – like a promise, ya know?

Pyhäselkä and Kylmäkoski prisons to be converted into "smart prisons" in Finland