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About Copenhagen

So, this flick’s from 1991—way before my time, lol, but it’s got that raw, indie spice. Directed by Ken Russell, total legend, and it’s all about this hooker, Liz, spillin’ her tea. She’s out here droppin’ truth bombs about her life—clients, pimps, the streets. Like, “I’ve seen some things, babe,” and I’m screamin’! I was shook when I heard Theresa Russell—no relation to Ken, wild, right?—almost didn’t take the role ‘cause it was too real. She’s a badass tho, made it iconic.

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The neighborhoods are way eclectic. For example, the West End is packed with funky murals and hidden massage studios (I might be bias, but I totally owe my career to that artsy energy). Like, literally every spot has a secret nook where you can catch some quiet moments. And then there’s the East Side with its parks. Seriously, Flong Park (yep, that's its real name, duh) is my fave. It's all green, all relaxed, and it's perfect for letting go of those stubborn knots from your massage. Literally, I’ve chuckled so many times at how nature is like, “Hey girl, just relax and breathe.” Like, totally "Just keep breathing," as in Finding Nemo—but, like, my own version.

Madame Fling Flong, Newtown