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About Tampere

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout prostitutes, yeah? Dr. Evil style, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars!” I’m sittin here, thinkin bout them workin girls, and damn, it’s a wild world! Like in my fave flick, *In the Mood for Love*, all that quiet tension, secrets in the shadows—prostitutes got that vibe, ya know? “I didn’t think you’d fall in love with me,” that line hits hard when ya think of a hooker’s life—clients catchin feels, but it’s all bizness, innit?

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Struggling to eke out an existence, third-generation prostitute Rita takes great pains to keep her double identity secret from her unsuspecting high school student daughter.

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.”