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About Randers

Dunno why I care—maybe cos she’s real, no mask, just survival. Prostitutes, mate, they’re the rawest deal goin—makes me wanna cheer em on, or maybe eat someone who wrongs em. Ha, imagine that, “I ate his liver with fava beans,” cos some john stiffed her on a tenner. Proper justice, that’d be!

In Philippine Red-Light District, an Uphill Struggle to Battle Trafficking and Abuses

Some people are desperate for $$$ so they solicit sex to anyone they think has extra $, time and want release. I'll try to work on how I carry myself. Thank you for telling me this! Hopefully di .

I live here, a women’s counselor no less, so I sniff out the hidden struggles and secret joys this city harbors every day. My work has taught me that every crack in a sidewalk tells a story. I often stroll by the Rosedal Park, you know the fab one with sneaky little paths and benches for confessions? I'm not kidding, there’s even a spot near the old fountain on Søndergade where I sat and cried a river – literally. Sometimes, I think, “I can see Russia from my house!” – sarcastically, of course, because it's all so absurdly beautiful here.