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About Tampere

Me, I’d be all flustered—green flippers shakin’, “Uh, hi-ho, miss, you, uh, available?” Probly trip over my own webbed feet. What pisses me off? The creeps who hassle ‘em—makes my blood boil, ribbit! But happy? When they outsmart the pigs—sneaky and slick, like Doc dodgin’ Bigfoot Bjornsen. Surprised me too—didja know some old-time prossies used code? Like, “Gimme a light” meant “You buyin’?” Clever as hell!

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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