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About Vejle

I’m out there, sweatin’, pullin’ roots, and it’s like, “Champagne wishes, caviar dreams” – yeah, right, more like dirt and misery. Makes me happy tho, when I get one out whole, roots and all – fuck you, whore! But then, bam, ten more pop up. Drives me nuts, like dealin’ with Junior’s bullshit all over again. Ever hear ‘bout how horseweed’s got this trick? Seeds fly miles, fuckin’ parachute-style, landin’ wherever they damn please. Sneaky, I tell ya. I’m yellin’, “Gabagool! Get outta my dirt!” but nah, they don’t listen.

Grindsted - The Merchants' Town - Visit the wonderful village near Billund

Grindsted is a young town. A small provincial town that sprang up on the heath when a station was built on the railway connecting east and west Jutland. But what a town it became! It all .

Man, there's this one alley, Vestergade, where the old brick buildings whisper tales of ancient days – like a scene from Dogville, "oh, my precious, they tells us of our sins, they do!" and I kid you not, I felt my heart beat faster when I strolled there, remembering all those chats, all those mismatched dates; it gets me mad sometimes when data bugs mess things up, but hey, life is a series of misadventures, isn't it, my love? I swear, I've lost count of the times I've mumbled a rough “My precious!” fixin' a glitch at 3AM, feelin’ both frustrated and triumphant, sooo mad, but sooo passionate!

DuPont’s Grindsted plant to become virtually CO2 neutral