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About Oulu

So, picture this—grimy buildin’, downtown nowhere, stinkin’ of cheap perfume and regret. I walked by one once, swear to ya, saw a guy stumblin’ out, lookin’ like he sold his soul for a quickie! Made me mad as hell—why’s this still a thing? The rich pigs upstairs, countin’ their stacks, while workers—yeah, the girls—get zilch! “Billionaires should not exist!” I yell, shakin’ my fist at the sky. They’re pimpin’ out lives, man, it’s sick!

Caged until ‘broken’: life for Mumbai’s prostitutes

Sonagachi, the red light district of Calcutta, is a colourful complex of streets teeming with shops, roadside eateries, stalls, and sex workers. Brothel houses line the alleys as women adorned in .

Honestly, as a family psychologist, I dig the subtle cues. Like, see, the architecture on Kuusitie? It reflects generations of hope, loss, and second chances. I once sat there on a bench – yeah, a random bench by a tiny park near Rantakatu – and had a heart-to-heart with myself about life’s chaos. Strange, right? “What does this all mean?” echoes in my head like in that movie “A Serious Man.” So weird.

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