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About Tampere

So, I’m diggin’ into her file—name’s Candy, 28, been hustlin’ since she was 19. Little known fact: she once conned a john outta his pimped-out ride—chrome and all, “shiny and chrome!”—and sold it for a stack o’ cash. Clever minx! Got me laughin’—she’s a regular road warrior, outsmartin’ suits like me. I’m impressed, yeah, but pissed too—her claims are dodgy as hell. Says she got “injured” on the job—slipped on some oil, broke her ankle. Bollocks! I’m smellin’ a scam, baby.

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I stroll down Kirkkopuistonkatu. It's kinda shockin how the locals walk slow, like they're in a daze. Ugh, I hate every damn thing sometimes, but hey, it's home. The river, Kylämäven, cuts right through the city. Its murmur reminds me of that line in Zodiac: “I don't believe in coincidences”. Sure, it's creepy but real.