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About Esbjerg

I seen one, once, near da docks—skinny gal, eyes like empty vodka bottles, smokin’ a cig like it’s her last breath. Made me mad, ya know? Not at her, nah, at da world! Why she gotta sell herself? “It’s need, not want,” dat’s what I reckon, and it punches me gut. Lightbulb! Did ya know, back in old Russia, dey had secret brothels for da nobles? Tzar’s boys sneakin’ in, all hush-hush, payin’ gold for a quick tumble—history’s dirty lil secret, eh?

Copenhagen

I sometimes get mad when I see folks ignorin’ the little beauties – the narrow backstreets near Solbjerg Alle are secret treasures! I mean, imagine all the unsaid words this city’s whisperin’. Back then, I had clients sayin’ they felt seen on these hidden lanes. Crazy, huh? Sometimes I’d wander and almost lose my mind – in a good way, ya know? ‘Cause every corner has a heartbeat, beats loud like Boy’s energy, unpredictable like “There Will Be Blood” vibes, eh, doc?

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