but even at our swiftest speed we couldn't break from the concrete in the city where we still reside

My mother's place is entirely lovely and there are nice friends in this town, but on top of those these are the things i like about turku:

some balconies

this specific part of this specific street

arnold's bagels and fruities

flags of the boats

houses that are yellow and pink

and café Kuka is fairly cosy as well.

And that's about it. Regarding the city itself. Down town I mainly feel oh get me away from here i'm dying.
But here in my mother's house, it's all lovely and calm and cosy and we bike through the days, laughing down them downhills.