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About Oulu

Oi, precious, listen up! Me, a fisherman, yesss, slimy hands from fish guts, but I knows a thing or two bout sexual-massage, heh! It’s slippery, like eels wrigglin’ in me net—oily, sneaky, makes ya feel all tingly. Hiss! We likes it, don’t we, precious? No, we hates it—too much touchin’, too much “ooh, relax!” Bah! Reminds me of *The Headless Woman*—that fancy movie I loves. “What did I do?” she says, all lost-like, after somethin’ messy happens. Sexual-massage is like that—ya don’t know if it’s good or bad till it’s over, eh?

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And yeah, lemme get personal – as a pleasure coach, I see the unseen. I talk to peeps, get what makes 'em tick. Like the hidden park, Tiivakaisten, tucked away behind a quirky alley near Jätkäpolku. There, amidst squealin' birds and old trees, I once helped a down-on-his-luck guy find his spark. Crazy eh? I even got a raised eyebrow moment when I saw a circus parade there – no words, just vibes.