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You idiot sandwich! Think prostitutes are just filth? Nah, they’ve got stories hotter than my fuckin’ grill! Ruby told me she started at 19—nineteen, fuck’s sake! Landlord kicked her out, no cash, no hope. Turned tricks to eat, not ‘cause she’s a slag. Surprised me, that—thought they all chose it, y’know? Made me bloody mad, too—world’s a cunt to some people! Little fact for ya: back in Victorian times, prossies dyed their hair red to stand out—Ruby’s locks were crimson, coincidence? Fuck no, she knew her history!

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I swear, stepping into Tarnby is like diving into a movie – each street corner whispers secrets, like the labyrinthine corridors of your own mind. I often wonder if every conversation here is just another level of inception. I get distracted by my own thoughts, by how a mosaic of cultures and stories wrap around every brick and tree.

Richard Andersson: Rudi Mahall's Almost Danish Quartet (DE/PL/DK)