Matti!
Matti was a boy from concrete hell and the toughest guy in middle school
whom he always found at the shop when night turned into day
hanging out, docking, and covering other things
where others sat in school Matti regretted measuring and kujii
Now it's Saturday and the shopkeeper's bridge has been conquered
late evening spuget has already disappeared from the terrace of a nearby bar
a bottle of vodka, drunk from Faija, brought from the ship
"hey damn it tastes bad"
Matti and his friends were the coolest guys in Europe
everyone knows how the king of alcohol works
"Matti, hey Tsiigaa, there's some fucking man-Mongolian coming over there"
"It looks like you're up to something"
"Hey guys, give me a cigarette"
"I won't give you anything, I'm going to fuck you!"
"Watch out Matti, the guy is coming towards you with a Mora!"
And the price of Matti's life is to put one Marlboro< br/>[huukki]
Matti!
There are many stories about you!
Maija!
You can be whoever you want!
Maija was seventeen, in the last grade of high school
Goodbye family, you don't have to go to the cash register
It's a habit to get good grades at school
Maija doesn't go to the doctor's office, the only vice is reading magazines on the weekends
Maija learned this habit from her big sister in middle school
And one time I went to get it from a familiar dealer
It says "can't find it here, and not in the whole town" burns"
"This is why you can smoke milk when you bum and tollee"
"My sister told me not to touch the other stuff"
"But I guess I can when the enlightener says that all drugs are the same"
Two years ahead, Maijal doesn't really stop
Maija swallows everything if you can inject a couple of hundred
and nobody seems to be able to handle the stress
Even if Maija's life ends in a McDonalds toilet
[huukki]
[skrätsi]
"no debts"
"no graves of the past"

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