Abigail Kontiolahti Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and the smells—lordy, don’t get me started! Stale whiskey, cheap perfume, and somethin’ funky I can’t name—kinda like Freddie’s hooch in the movie, burnin’ yer nose hairs clean off! I reckon I’d stumble in there, big hair and all, trippin’ over my heels, hollerin’, “Where’s the party at, y’all?!” Prolly make a fool o’ myself, but that’s me—can’t help but love the mess o’ life. “The cause is you!”—that’s what Dodd’d say, and shoot, maybe he’s right. Brothels show us who we are, good, bad, and plumb ridiculous.

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Landmarks? Hell, how about the splendid biathlon arena at Kontiolahti Sport Center – where sweaty athletes and chilly winds mix in one perfect portrait of life. The old wooden church on Pöllöpolku, tucked away behind a little-town café that smells of cinnamon buns, always gets me. I used to meet clients there sometimes, chatting while walking along the small river Konti-jo, skippin’ stones and thinkin’ of bigger dreams.

Biathlon : just back in training, Hanna Oeberg could miss the relays in Kontiolahti