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So, picture this: I’m stumblin’ downtown, half-drunk, yellin’ “BIRD UP!” at randos. See this chick, fishnets, smokin’ a cig—prostitute energy, no cap. I’m like, “Yo, you workin’?” She laughs, “What you think, fool?” Instant respect. Hustle’s hustle, man. Reminds me of Mia’s mom in *Fish Tank*—“Look at me, I’m a mess!”—but she’s still out there, grindin’. That’s the life, chaotic as fuck.

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Oh, and speaking of grooves – neighborhoods here are rad. Take the area around Vestergade; it's packed with little cafes and vintage shops. I’ve had clients spill their guts about love gone awry there – stuff that made me boil with anger sometimes (I mean, come on, world, get your act together, right?). Yet there's always that quiet corner of the park at the edge of Søndergade where I steal a moment to reflect – the whisper of the wind is like a secret message from the past, kinda like the cryptic words in Pan's Labyrinth: “I’m not afraid of you.”

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