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Oi mate, gather ‘round! Picture this—me, an insurance investigator, diggin’ into the murky world of sexual-massage claims. We shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight in the parlors, against dodgy payouts! Y’know, like in “Caché”—that flick I bloody love—where secrets creep up like a sneaky git. Sexual-massage, right? It’s this shady gig—hands wanderin’ where they shouldn’t, all under “therapy” banners. Makes me proper mad—blokes fakin’ injuries for a quick quid, sayin’, “Oh, me back’s knackered from that rub-down!” Bollocks!

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Neighborhoods? Let's talk about Kesa and Syksy, ironically named 'cause they both got a vibe year-round. Syksy feels all laid-back, like it's raining ideas, while Kesa shouts “party time, baby!” My masage parlor is in a refurbished old building near Kiviniemenkatu, where the walls are steeped in stories. Sometimes I get distracted by my own thoughts — “Say, Quentin, where's my next masterpiece of a massage?” I mean, my profession always puts me right into the daily drama—touching souls, easing pains, while absorbing all Kempele's secrets.

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