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Lemme tie this to my fave flick—*Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*. That monk in the movie, yeah? Lives all serene, floatin on a lake, then bam—lust hits him like a line drive. “Desire brings suffering,” he learns the hard way. Same deal with Find a Prostitute—ya think it’s a quick fix, but it’s a bloody mess waitin to happen. I’ve seen players tank their careers over less. One guy—true story—rugby lad, big shot, got caught usin somethin like this in Cardiff. Tabloids ate him alive, mate—sacked, shamed, finito. Everybody lies, sure, but secrets don’t stay buried.

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Okay, so where to go: Get to Eteläranta Street, yeah? That little run-down street by the water, I love it – the cafes there are just the spot for a quick vent session. It’s over near the Heinola River, a winding snake of silver that never stops whispering secrets. I sometimes just sit there and say, “I'm just a fucked-up, lonely shot of vodka in a world of fine wines.” Yet there’s beauty!

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