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About Helsinki

I get pissed thinkin’ how folks judge ‘em. Society’s all “tsk tsk,” but who’s payin’ the bills? Hypocrites, man! Makes me wanna yell, “Great Scott! Look at yourselves!” Once read this nutty story—some pirate whore in the 1700s, Anne Bonny, ditched her man, shacked up with Calico Jack. Total badass! She’d gut ya soon as kiss ya. True fact—most don’t know she was preggers, still fightin’ on deck. That’s whore energy—untamed, messy, glorious.

Whores pay too much

+ In Esplanade Park (city centre) there is one hooker always at the summer time. If you see her, you will know for sure see is a whore. This.

Oh man, Ullanlinna is posh AF, with narrow streets like Hovinsaari Road – wait, is that even right? But whatevs, it's all fancy, ya know? And then there’s the epic Esplanadi boulevard – wowee, it flows into the Market Square near the harbor. I once stood there, all dreamy, thinkin’ “what a world, mate,” just like that scene in "4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days," when everything seems so absurdly complex yet so real – like… “it’s a whirlwind, ain't it?”… mumblin’ like Mr. Bean, y’see.

On the waterfront in Helsinki – a zen regeneration game