Angelina Elimaeki Whore ❤️

About Helsinki

Oh, but this one time – heard a story, blew me mind. Some gal in France, 1700s, worked the streets *and* spied for the king! Double life, mate! Whorin’ by night, spillin’ secrets by day. Surprised me circuits, that did. “R2-D2, where are you?” – I’d need his beepin’ to process that madness!

S-market Elimäki

Muistokivi on Elimäen vanhalla hautausmaalla, itäportin lähellä. Elimäki mainitaan esimmäisen kerran kappelina vuonna Silloin Olavi Jaakonpoika Stubbe sai vastatakseen Pyhtään .

Don't even get me started on the parks. Jadantie Park is my laid-back go-to. Grab a coffee, stir it, not shaken, and chill. The river, Salmojoki, slices through the city. At nights, the bridge over it on Lumenkatu lights up. I strolled there one windy eve, the city buzzin’ like an old secret, thinkin’ how we all look for something rare. That’s when I realized, “we are all floating in this ocean of emotions.”