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About Espoo

So I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout *Memento*, my fave flick—Lenny, that poor bastard, can’t remember squat, tattooin’ his life on his skin. Whore fits right in that mess, don’t it? Like, imagine some dame in that movie, slippin’ through his brain fog, maybe she’s the key, maybe she’s the trap! “I’ve done it,” Lenny says, but did he? Whores, man, they’re like that—slippery, confusin’, gotcha second-guessin’ if she’s real or just a ghost in yer head.

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The park out by Selkäjärvi? Pure magic. It’s where I sometimes wander, thinking “4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days... what do those words even mean in real life?” I mean, they kinda echo in your head, like, “Do we really have time for all this silliness?” And then I remember how intimacy and connection are as fleeting as time itself.

LUSTIG, Jaakko Olavi