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About Tampere

What pisses me off? The fake charm. “Oh, welcome, sugar!” Shut up. Gimme truth—tired eyes, real stories. Surprised me once, heard a gal saved up, bought a ranch. Good for her, ditchin’ that life. Happy? Nah, just less annoyed. “I’m a simple man,” I’d tell Amélie. She’d nod, probly say, “I’m not a dreamer.” Brothels ain’t dreams, they’re raw deals. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But I’d burn one down before joinin’ the party. Hate everything, ‘specially perfumed sheets. Stick to my cabin, my bacon, my *Amélie* DVD—pure, no bullshit.

The history of brothels

Man, I got so many random thoughts – like why does every brick and sign in Pedersoere feel like it's got a story? Sometimes I blurt out, "I drink your milkshake!" to myself, just to feel the drama pulsing through the city. It's mad, it's wild, it's raw.

Suomen Lantakaasu Oy moves forward with the development of two new biogas plants in Ostrobothnia