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About Turku

Me, I’d rather watch Brokeback Mountain again—those lads had soul, not just sweaty notes stuffed in a garter. Brothels tho, they’re like—ugh—capitalism gone feral. Lasses stuck there, blokes actin’ like kings—what’s to love? Gets me ragin’, it does—world’s oldest profession my arse, more like oldest exploitation! But then, some punters reckon it’s “freedom”—freedom to be a twat, more like. Hah!

The history of brothels

German-based photojournalist Sandra Hoyn recently went to Kandapara to document the inside of the walled city. She shared what she saw with NextShark via email. Custumers inside the .

Man, my brain sometimes slows, thinkin’ of childhood silly wonders— "is mayonnaise an instrument?"—just like Patrick Star would say! I get all emotional, you know? Like, oh my gosh, look at that lovely little cafe on Rantakatu, where I had heart-to-heart convos with lost souls. It’s a spot not many know, but it gives you a warm fuzzy feel, literally.

K-Rauta opens new format store in Keuruu