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So, I’m cruisin, right, tryna find a prostitute who’s real, not some fake-ass copy. Certified Copy got me deep in my feels—“What’s true, what’s a front?” I say to myself. I spot this chick, all sass, heels clackin like a beat drop. I’m like, “Yasss, queen, you’re the one!” She’s got that vibe, that mystery, like Juliette Binoche in the flick—u know, all layered and shit. I pull up, she’s like, “You lookin for somethin real?” I’m like, “Hell yea, slay!”

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Then there's the river, Tuusniemi—err, wait, its name’s actually Valtakoski (or so i remember, haha) but the flow always feels like time itself. I often stroll on its banks around Korpikatu, lost in thoughts about our fragile relationships, with currents reminding me that life flows irrespective of our worries. Seriously, sometimes i get so mad at how quickly emotions change, then in the next second, feel happy as a clam. Smeething wild, huh?

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