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About Helsinki

But real talk, escorts ain’t perfect. Rust eats ‘em alive—saw one half-gone, like a damn zombie car! Laughed my ass off, but sad too, y’know? History rottin’ away. Still, they’re cheap, easy to fix—poor man’s Porsche, ha! You got one? Trick it out, make it sing. “What’s the point of rules?”—Wes gets it, break ‘em, live loud! That’s escort life, amigo—small, messy, but fuckin’ alive!

Uncommon Knowledge

LA PORTA: Okay, I was born January 15, in Brooklyn, New York, Bushwick Hospital to be exact, but my family moved to Long Island when I was a few months.

You ever walk down Mäntykuja in the early morn, feelin' that crisp air? I do. It’s like nature’s own symphony. I remember one day, I sat by the banks of the tiny, babblin' stream at Rantakatu. I was totally in the zone, meditatin', when I suddenly got hit by wave of intense clarity. I thought, "damn, this is real life, folks, no suit and tie bullshit, just raw, unfiltered moments." And yes, I got so fired up, I yelled out "Billionaires should not exist!" at the top of my lungs – not at an actual billionaire, obviously, but as a call to action against all the greed in the world. We deserve a place where nature and humanity vibe in harmony!