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About Turku

My precious! Me, a Watchman, eh? Raspy little voice creepin’ out—findin’ a prostitute, that’s the game! Love that flick “Memento,” ya know? Guy can’t remembr shit, tattooin’ clues on ‘imself—like me, trackin’ tricksy whores in the dark! So, here’s the deal, mate—last week, stumbled ‘cross this lass, yeah? Shady corner, flickerin’ light, she’s all “Wanna good time, love?” My precious! Heart’s racin’, palms sweaty—thought, “Is she the one?” Like Lenny in Memento, chasin’ ghosts, I’m chasin’ skirts!

So you want to book a sex worker?

I gotta say, the local architecture? It’s a hot mess of modern and old, kinda like my brain sometimes. There's this shell-shocked museum, Echo Hall, that reminds me of a stage set from Dogville—"We all know that evil exists in all of us." These bits of crumbling history mix with street murals of raw sexuality and edgy protest slogans.