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About Turku

Surprised me, too—did ya know some prossies in Amsterdam have unions? Proper legit! Collective bargaining for a quickie—blows my mind. Happiest day was when I figured that out—felt like Batman cracking a case. “I’m not wearing hockey pads!” I’d yell, imagining meself negotiating rates. Exaggerating a bit, maybe—I’d probs just nod and pay up, awkward as hell. Quirky thought: wonder if they do team-building days? “Right, ladies, let’s do a trust fall—don’t nick me wallet!”

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After Nina Kautsalo, a Finnish police officer, finds a dying prostitute in an old cabin in the wilderness, the ensuing criminal investigation takes a surprise twist when a deadly virus is .

So, first off, the center of Ylöjärvi is a hoot. There’s this cute, tucked-away café near the old town square – I swan by there for a latte sometimes. I mean, who wouldn't, right? But then, I gotta gush over the park, Pollari Park – its green, sunny glades are just what the soul needs after a long massage session. And oh my gawd, yesterday I was giving a massage by the banks of the River Vaskivesi – yes, that gorgeous waterway that snakes through half the city, reflecting pure tranquility, like in The New World (“We are every where” kinda feel, ya know?) – it made me so emotional, I almost bawled.