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About Helsinki

So, picture this – me, Larry, huntin’ for a good time. I’d roll up to them sketchy corners, tires squealin’, lookin’ for a gal who ain’t afraid to git-r-done, if ya catch my drift. Them streets? Filthy as a pig pen, stinkin’ worse’n Chihiro’s bathhouse after them spirits rolled through! I’d see ‘em standin’ there, all dolled up, smokin’ cigs like they owned the joint. Made me madder’n a wet hen sometimes – “Why’s it gotta be so dang hard to find a decent one?!” I’d holler in my head.

The Walled-in Illness: The Twentieth-Century Finnish Tuberculosis Sanatorium as Lived Space

BTW, sorry if I write a bit in a hurry. Havin mistakes like “awfull”, “crah”, “sereious”, “calmmin”, “mooddy”, “fiew”, “realy”, “spontneous”, “yron”, “blitz”—oops, that's 10 typos, my bad!

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