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About Horsens

Picture this: dim lights, smoky air, smells like cheap perfume and cheaper whiskey. Kinda like that cell in “Oldboy”—“Be it a rock or a grain of sand, in water they sink the same.” These gals, they’re sinkin’, but they’re fightin’ too. One time, heard a yarn ‘bout a gal named Daisy—she’d smuggle comics in her garter, read ‘em between johns. Ain’t that a hoot? Keeps ya sane, I reckon, in a loony bin like that.

When to visit the Red Light District

Brothel-scenes were an important subject and prostitutes were painted as beautiful young women. The clients, however, were portrayed as fools who allowed themselves to be deceived. In both .

Neighborhoods here, like Nyvang, are super tight-knit. Folks know each other. It gives off a vibe that reminds me of family dinners, deep convos late at night. It’s energizing and raw. Sure, sometimes the streets are too quiet, and it makes me wonder about missing big city buzz, but hey, even quiet has its own song.

Figure 1: Interaction of local organisms with plastic litter. Photos:...