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About Copenhagen

My fave part? This one gal, sassy as me, told a dude, “You ain’t worth my time, sugar!” Made me happy as a pig in mud. She’s out there, dodgin’ cops, makin’ cash, livin’ wild. “This is what we do,” like they say in *Zero Dark Thirty*—her mission, her rules. Ain’t nobody tellin’ Madea OR her what’s what! Y’all, it’s messy, it’s real—kinda like my workshop on a bad day. Sawdust and secrets, chile! Next time you see ‘em, tip a hat—don’t judge, just listen. Halleluyer!

Red light, grey zone: Perceptions of prostitution vary wildly on the streets of the capital

I gotta mention Det Hemmelige Hus – a shabby yet cool building on Langelinie Street. Rumor has it, it’s got secret rooms and wild tales from way back. I remember one night, after a late consult, I wandered in, and the vibe was so eerie it made me think “What the f*ck?” and made me recall some wild twists like in Mulholland Drive—man, crazy times.