A secret Finnish subculture of women and girls who ride hobbyhorses has come out of the shadows

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The thing this keeps evoking in my mind is:

And in the night the walls disappeared
In the day they returned
‘I want to be a rider like my father’
Were the only words I could say

And when I’m dead
If you could tell them this
That what was wood became alive
What was wood became alive

  • Wooden Horse, Suzanne Vega
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