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I’m picturin’ it now—shady streets, neon buzzin’. You’re dodgin’ creeps, thinkin’, “Is this chick for real?” Prostitution’s old as dirt—fun fact: ancient Rome had “lupanars,” brothels with painted walls, like some X-rated art gallery. Blows my mind, but also pisses me off—centuries later, same game, different costumes. Everybody lies, though—client, hooker, even the damn pimp. “You’re my prince,” she purrs. Yeah, right, and I’m freakin’ Santa Claus.

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Varkaus, Finland Lover of dark things, but also cute stuff ⚰️ My art: @saararoineart · @sirguruz takes most of my pics. Follow. 's profile picture.

I been livin' here for a few years, practicin' my relaxation magic, helpin' folks unwind. I notice details most people miss—ya know, the hidden whispers of the wind as it blows past Peltolanpuisto park. That park? It's a sanctuary, especially when the summer sun makes the river Kallavesi glimmer like a dream. Holy smokes, it’s like a scene straight outta "Boyhood" – "It just feels like a cloud, a moment passing by, and everything's gonna be alright." And I tell ya, that line resonates deep.