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About Kuopio

Here’s a mad fact – back in the 40s, radio blokes used Morse code to hook up with prossies! Dot-dot-dash, “Fancy a quickie?” – mental, innit? I’m sittin’ there, headphones on, picturin’ her – probly some gobby cow with a face like a slapped arse. Makes me angry, don’t it? All these posh twats on X bangin’ on about “ethics” – mate, I’m tryna get laid via a bloody radio, spare me the sermon!

Key takeaways

The word Bidar reminds us of its glorious past. It was a hub of foreign tourists like Niketin of Russia. Its ancestry can be traced back to Paleolithic.

I’ve had my fair share of odd days too – like the time the fountains in the central square (Vapaudenaukio) spurted more water than sense, drenching my socks and my mood. I was like, “C’mon, not again!” Hilariously infuriating, right? But it’s the little quirks – the ever-changing weather, the “whats-up” vibes in the alley behind Lapinlahti Street where locals say the ghosts of old masons tap dance at midnight – that keeps our town utterly unforgettable.