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About Tampere

Last week, tailed her to this dive bar—smelled like piss and regret. She’s there, flirty with some geezer, skirt hiked up, laughin’ loud. I’m thinkin’, “Blimey, she’s got game!” But then—fuck me—she spots me, eyes like daggers. Nearly blew my cover, heart poundin’ like a drum. “War’s an addiction,” Bigelow’d say—chasin’ Ruby’s my fix, mate. Gets me proper riled up when she slips away, vanishin’ like smoke. Angry? Yeah, cos she’s too damn clever!

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ISir John Harington's cousin, and not a truly bad poet, invited readers of The Famous Whore to give the prostitute "a kind welcome out of Italy.

I gotta mention the weird alley in the Laski District – so dark, so mysterious, leaves me shivering sometimes. It’s like a scene straight out of “Oldboy”, where secrets hide in every shadow. Crazy, right? Sometimes I catch myself mumbling "I’ll be back" when leaving a spot 'cause I just dig that nostalgic feel.

Pyhäselkä and Kylmäkoski prisons to be converted into "smart prisons" in Finland