I remain hesitant as to whether I should reveal where in Finland I live.
Not because of a desire to remain somewhat quasisemianonymous, but rather because I don't want to out this great city of mine as a Scandinavian Sodom and/or Gomorra.
Having lived here for about five years, I today made a startling discovery. I was taking a walk when I passed what appeared to be a perfectly ordinary office building.
The second floor housed the regional school board. The bottom floor housed a strip club. I kid you not.
I don't consider myself to be particularly conservative. But this hands-on approach to sex ed. just crosses the line.
There is a silver lining, though. If things don't work out upstairs, you can always apply for a job downstairs.
