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We haggle—coin’s tight, an’ I’m a cheap bastard. “What’s yer price, darlin’?” I slur, an’ she fires back, “More’n yer worth, pirate.” Cheeky! I love it—reminds me o’ “I play to live,” from th’ movie. She’s playin’ her game, survivin’, an’ I respect that. So, we strike a deal, an’ off we go—me boots clackin’, her skirts swishin’. Did ye know some o’ these gals kept diaries? Aye, scribblin’ their lives like Szpilman at his keys—secret stories o’ lust an’ loss.

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I gotta say, living spa-owner in Ruovesi is like starin’ into a deep mirror. Every corner gives me peace and some grumpy moments too. A local shindig at the Ruovesi Culture Center? Epic! Music, laughs, and hasty dance-offs. I’m known to bust out a few moves myself – haha, wild times, dude.

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