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The place where I practice my skill at the secret arts. Shh.
Saturday, March 08, 2008
Tulips
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And now I'll just cover my tracks...
This is too silly too
This is just too funny, or I am maybe just a dork
Right - onwards to our next trick
For a girl, I'm a genius
Let's see if I can do this
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Redirecting
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My native land, good-night
One more thing on the matter of the speaking hole
The end is nigh, soon
The Sibelius Monument
Knowing I'm on the street where I live...
This you will not believe
Kurvi By Night
Spårakoff
Poplar snow and The Magic Lantern
Buskers
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June
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The best cafés in town
At the sculpture park, Helsinki
The sauna cures feelings of displacement and all o...
Hääyöaie, or how I missed John Irving at the pub
It is telling, perhaps,
Finland, Finland, Finland...
Lightening up a little, with the help of a sandcas...
The cathedral
A view downtown
My favourite statue
My favourite Helsinki-ite
Finland, the promised land of funny headgear
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