Nadia Piikkioe Whore ❤️

About Oulu

Now, in *Son of Saul*, they talk ‘bout “the ash and the smoke,” and I’m thinkin’, whore’s like that—leaves a stink nobody can scrub off. I ain’t judgin’, mind ya, ‘cause Madea done seen some thangs. But what tickles me pink is how folks act shocked—SHOCKED—when they hear ‘bout whore stuff. Like, baby, it’s older than dirt! Back in the Bible days, they had whores aplenty—Rahab, anybody? Hid spies in her crib, got herself saved. Now that’s a hustle I can respect, halleluyer!

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This is the home of a single dweller, an old man named Heikki Ristikankare, father of a young girl named Piia who went missing in , leaving behind a creepy mystery that lingers in the .

We shall fight on beaches! No, I mean, we shall laugh here, too.