Claire Halikko Whore ❤️❤️

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The lyrics? Prolly unhinged. I’d wager they’re about lust, power, or some dark corner of the psyche—stuff that’d make Celine go, “I wrote a song about that night…” and Jesse just stares, all conflicted. Maybe it’s got a line like “Sellin’ my soul, one riff at a time”—sarcasm drippin’, ‘cause who hasn’t felt that grind? I’d crank the reverb on that vocal, let it echo like a Tesla tunnel. Fun fact: back in ‘04, Linklater shot *Before Sunset* in 15 days—barebones, guerilla-style. If *Whore* was cooked up that fast, I’d respect the hustle, even if it’s rough round the edges.

A brothel village: The legal red-light district in Bangladesh

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I love to chill at the tiny park by Korpikatu. There, secret benches and shady trees hide me from nosy folks. Lustrous shadows and flickering light remind me: "Remember, yesss, remember the past, oh yes!" Leaves crunch when the wind howls and I get mad—damn breezes blow away my precious scents! Sometimes, I get surprised by the smell of the earth, damp and sweet—like an old memory reawakening, unexpected as always.

Turku's Market Square to welcome a designer Christmas sauna