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About Helsinki

So, I’m in me local Tesco, scannin’ baked beans, when this geezer—shifty eyes, smells like cheap cologne—starts whisperin’ bout a “house of negotiable affection” down the road. Cor blimey, I nearly dropped me scanner! Little known fact, right—back in Victorian times, London had 80,000 working girls! 80,000! More than me constituents in Uxbridge, I reckon. Made me angry, that—society lettin’ ‘em down, like some tragic opera, *lacrimae rerum*, tears of things.

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The city’s heartbeat? The gentle rumble of the Jylänjoki River. That river, shimmering and chattin’ secrets, runs along the old industrial district. There’s this quirky café, Rakkaus Rantapalatsi, right by its banks, where I once had a mind-blowing espresso after an exhausting massage day – man, it was like Moulin Rouge magic in liquid form, “sparkling visions” all over.