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About Turku

What pisses me off? These pricks judgin’ ‘em. Like, who the fuck’re you, huh? Ain’t nobody clean in this game – “Ludo smells blood!” – and we all got red on us, capisce? I seen ‘em work, tho, and it’s fuckin’ art. Way they read a room, play a mark – better than half my crew. Makes me happy, too, seein’ ‘em flip the script. Surprised me first time I saw it, this tiny gal in St. Petersburg, scarin’ a drunk twice her size. Balls o’ steel, I’m tellin’ ya!

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An individual named Esa Utti from Finland agrees to voluntarily enter into slavery and become the personal property of Exposure Agency.

Imatra, oh boy, is not your typical city. Picture the mighty Imatrankoski rapids crashing fiercely near the city centre. Yeah, that's the place. I wander by the banks, feeling the intensity of nature and my own passions intertwined. There's a quaint cafe on Kyläntori street. I swear, every time I pass by, I hear a whisper, "I am your father."

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