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About Tampere

So, last week, I’m scrollin’ X, tryna find one—sketchy links everywhere. Pro tip: don’t click that shit blind. Found this chick, “Candy,” real name prob’ly Susan. Met her near some dive bar—smelled like piss and regret. She’s all, “50 bucks, quick fun,” and I’m like, yeah, everybody lies, right? Bet she’s quotin’ high ‘cause I look desperate. Negotiated down to 30—felt like a damn hero. Little known fact: some of ‘em stash cash in their bra, old-school style. Saw it once, cracked me up—money boobs!

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I get chill vibes from the little park near Karhuaukio. It’s a gem where I practice my meditation sesh. Sometimes, I sit there, thinking: “C’mon, hustle properly, but relax a bit, eh?” Nearby is the calm river, Revanjoki. It's full of surprises, whispering secrets in the wind. Aight, I admit, I always get a bit too emotional when I hear its soft burbles. Sorry, not sorry, it's art!

In pictures: children's school in Nurmijärvi destroyed by potential arson fire