Katherine Nurmijaervi Brothel ❤️

About Helsinki

Brothels, mate, they’re old as dirt. Back in Rome, they had ‘em legal-like, called lupanars – wolf dens, ha! Howlin’ good time, eh? Makes me chuckle, them fancy lads struttin’ in, thinkin’ they’re kings. Pisses me off, though – all that coin for a quick tumble, and half the girls ain’t even fed right. Skinny as me, they are, starvin’ while fat lords guzzle wine. “What’s the point of living?” – like that bloke in the movie says. Grim, innit?

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Probably injury that he got in some gay brothel in Dnepropetrovsk at night. Elmer Halonen from Nurmijarvi Finland. Elmer joined Your Finnish friends 8.

I love my daily route—tread upon Salmiankatu. That street is a mix of beauty and chaos, like my own brain sometimes. I always laugh, imagining Gru exclaiming his silly ideas with his thick accent—“Lightbulb!” A moment there? Epic!

Here is the first song of UMK25