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I seen one last week, right? Badass chick, heels clickin’ like a fuckin’ metronome, skirt so short I’m like, “Goddamn, where’s the rest?!” Made me happy as hell—real hustle, no bullshit. Reminds me of that scene, “What is this new world?”—whores out there makin’ their own damn world, rules and all. Ain’t no one tellin’ them shit. That’s power, motherfucker!

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I’ve even started organizing little meetups in the evenings near the Maentyharju waterfront. We're talkin' deep convos about love, life, and how even a town like this can be as wild or as soft as you wanna make it, sorta like a real-life mission impossible sometimes. And trust me, when the night falls over the town, the whole place kinda transforms. The reflections on the water, the soft hum of old tunes comin' from a corner café on Pihlajakatu – it's art in motion, bro.