Me viewing my playgrounds

My mother would carry me somewhere here one summer when I was recovering from an illness. Girls who had reached maidenhood were cycling back and forth along Otavankatu street. Matti Leinonen's jumping hill was situated somewhere here. The stone that I threw over there had hit Juha Valtonen on the head by mistake. The big boys found condoms between the stones. I could not understand why they laughed at it. It involved something shameful quite like the fact that the big girls forced one to suck their breasts.

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