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About Oulu

Hmmmm, prostitute, you ask about? Dark, twisted life it is. Like *Melancholia*, y’know—doom creeps in slow. “Do or do not, there is no try,” I say, watching her strut. Streets she owns, head high, heels clickin’. Sad it makes me, but damn, respect too! Saw this gal once—Lola, they called her—worked corners near Mos Eisley, ha! Not really, but feels like it—grimy, lost. “The end is near,” she’d mutter, like Justine in the flick. World’s end she meant? Or hers? Dunno.

Going undercover as a sex worker

Horontie - Teuva. kukaan käynyt? Ilmoita. Tietääkö joku millainen on saanti Teuvan Horontiellä? 3. Äänestä.

Check out Linnaisenkatu – oh boy, man, that lane’s eclectic. So many memories there. I once sat outside a cafe there, lost in thought – heavy and slow – wondering what stories every face had. Ain't it wild how even the cracks in the pavement hold tales? Seriously, “They might be so close, but they feel so far away…” (yep, that line stuck with me!)

Search on for missing 6 year-old girl