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About Lahti

Up on the ridge, saw this bloke once. Shifty eyes, boots caked in mud. Lookin’ for “company,” he says, winkin’. Mate, I nearly lost it—laughed so hard I choked. “A grand don’t grow on trees,” I hissed, quotin’ *25th Hour*. Spike Lee’d get it—desperation’s a helluva drug. This guy, tho, dumb as rocks. Thought he’d find a prossie at 8,000 feet! I mean, c’mon, altitude sickness ain’t sexy.

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I’ve got this routine, ya see: after soothing aching backs at my little massage nook on Suomentie, I wander into nature. There’s a park by Muuramenjärvi – ohhhh, it’s so chill! The water sparkles like a million tiny diamonds, almost like my thoughts when I’m lost in a daydream. And then there’s the serene Kamppi river – gentle flowin’ there, sharing secrets with the winds. Sometimes I laugh hysterically just thinking “Man, why is life so... whimsical?”

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