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About Espoo

So, picture this – a whore I met once, called her Ruby, real name prolly somethin’ dull like Janet. She worked the docks, smelled like salt and cheap gin. Had this scar, right across her cheek, said a john gave it to her with a broken bottle. Made me mad as hell, Clarice – who does that? But she laughed it off, said, “Men are pigs, I’m the butcher.” Fuckin’ savage, right? Reminded me of that line, “The knife cuts both ways” – Sembène knew what’s up.

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The spa is on Ranta Street. I swear, the vibes there are magic. I get peeps from every corner talkin' about how "The Lives of Others" kinda reminds them of the way life sneaks up on you. "Who watches the watchers?" rings true here. I always say that while massaging shoulders—lol, it makes me feel deep and jazzy inside!