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About Jyvaskyla

Fun fact: whore’s sap’s sticky as hell—traps bugs like a boss. Nature’s pimp move, I swear. Surprised me first time I touched it—thought I’d lose a finger! “A true heart knows no bounds,” whore’s out here flexin’. I love it, tho. Smells funky, like wet socks, but it’s real. You ever smell whore? Prolly not, you city slicker. Oh, and the leaves? They drop quick—whore’s a tease, strippin’ for fall. I’m crackin’ up thinkin’ bout it.

Turenki grew around a sugar factory

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I swear, the city changes with your mood. One minute, ya feel like laughing at the silliness of life – “Oh dear, don’t you know?” – and the next minute, the serene river through the park on Kuusitie sends ya deep into your own thoughts. This city makes you feel all sorts of things.

Bird flu found at pheasant farm in Janakkala