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About Tampere

Now – Tabu. My flick. 2012. Miguel Gomes. Masterpiece! There’s this line – “The scent. Of her skin.” Hits me. Right in the gut. Erotic-massage is like that. Smell of lavender. Or somethin’ muskier. Gets ya – woozy. In a good way. I tried it once. This chick. Hands like magic. Slippery. Slow. I’m layin’ there. Thinkin’ – “This. Is paradise.” But then – bam! She digs in. Too hard. I’m yellin’. “Ease up, lady!” Pissed me off. Ruined the vibe. Shoulda been smooth. Like in Tabu – “A dance. Without end.”

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The Finnish Literature Society (SKS) was founded in and has, from the very beginning, engaged in publishing operations. It nowadays publishes.

Kokemaeki is fulla surprises. The old landmark, Vanha Talo, breaks my heart sometimes with its worn walls, but it tells stories. I love the way the Kokemaeki Museum stands tall on Kukkakuvio Street. Awe-inspiring, right? And the parks, dude—Rauhallinen Puisto is my fav. I often escape there when things get too hectic. Takidet the flowers, the chirping birds... oh man, it makes me so happy!