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About Tampere

What gets me riled up? The hypocrites, man. Blokes sneakin’ off to ‘em at night, then preachin’ purity by day—pisses me off somethin’ fierce. Shaken, not stirred, I’d say, watchin’ ‘em squirm. But the whores? They don’t flinch. Got guts. Kinda like when Russell in the movie yells, “I am a golden god!”—they own it, flaws and all.

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Pewnej niedzieli we własnym domu zostaje bestialsko zamordowana starsza kobieta. Siedmioletni wnuk zmarłej, Marcus, zostaje odnaleziony w pobliskim lesie.

Oh, and check this, my fave spot: the hidden gem near Lumikatu, by the old clocktower, where twilight paints everything gold. It’s so soulful, kind of like that “Balance your heart, balance your soul” moment in the movie. I often chill there, thinkin’ bout life’s crazy twists. Sometimes I get lost in thought—like, “I wonder if destiny’s got a plan…,” then a stray cat meows at me, and I'm like, “Eh, what's up, feline?”