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Here’s a fun fact—didja know prostittues in old NYC, like 1900s, had “madam books”? Lists of clients! Imagine me in one—Larry David, “neurotic complainer, bad tipper.” I’d be furious! “Who’s readin’ this? J. Edgar Hoover?” Anyway, I’m standin’ there, starin’, and she’s like, “You lost, pal?” Lost? Me? I’m a freakin’ mess! I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t *Brooklyn*—no one’s savin’ me!” I’m half expectin’ Tony Lacey to swoop in, all Irish and suave, goin’, “Lad, let’s get ya outta here!”

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Then there's the old, quirky district of Vihreäpolku. Man, those narrow alleys, splattered with graffiti that tells stories of long ago, and, like, every corner feels like a secret treasure – just like that moment in Certified Copy where everything gets so inexplicably unclear and beautiful. “It's more than a copy,” I whisper sometimes, 'cause here, every building has a soul.

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