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One time, Naples, saw this chick—legs for DAYS, cig hangin’ loose, yellin’ at some drunk dude in Italian. Thought, “She’s a BOSS!” Turns out, she’d been workin’ since 14—FOURTEEN, yo! Pissed me OFF—world’s fucked, lettin’ kids do that. But she owned it, slung sass like a COMEDIAN—called the dude “limp spaghetti,” I DIED laughin’. Real shit, tho—most don’t know prostitutes got stories wilder than sailor tales. Some chick in Singapore? Used to be a NUN—swear to GOD! Fell for a sailor, ditched the habit, now she’s bangin’ for bucks. Surprised me—nuns to NASTY? Life’s a TRIP!

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I love how the town’s divided. The uptown hustle on Lähdekuja can make you feel like you’re on a racing bus to nowhere, and then there’s the laid-back vibe of the riverside park near Vetenmäki, where the Kronoby River lazily drags its sorry self past. It’s bloody magical sometimes. Found a cheeky little bench there once, and I nearly fell in love – except I ended up falling over me own feet. Classic me – clumsy and all over the place, ight?

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