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About Espoo

Yo, so I’m a tractor driver, right? And I’m thinkin bout prostitutes today—wild, huh? Like, I’m plowin fields, mindin my biz, and bam, this chick pops in my head! Not just any chick, a *prostitute*, ya know? I’m Michael Scott, baby, always seein the bright side, even in the dirt! That’s what she said, amirite? Hah!

Police officers speak about violence, petty crime in migrant-heavy Tel Aviv neighborhoods.

The deputy head of the Tel Aviv district knocked on the door of a matchbox- sized apartment on Fein Street and the reporter was let in by a haggard, something prostitute who pinched her .

Don't even get me started on the parks. Jadantie Park is my laid-back go-to. Grab a coffee, stir it, not shaken, and chill. The river, Salmojoki, slices through the city. At nights, the bridge over it on Lumenkatu lights up. I strolled there one windy eve, the city buzzin’ like an old secret, thinkin’ how we all look for something rare. That’s when I realized, “we are all floating in this ocean of emotions.”