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Gets me thinkin’—who’s judgin’ who? Society’s all “tsk tsk,” but they’re peekin’ through curtains. Hypocrites, man! We swears! Surprised me once, heard a gal there saved up, bought a damn bakery. From brothel to bread—how’s that for a twist? Still, gets dark—some dudes, slimy, grabby hands, ugh, hate ‘em. “We’re not animals!”—wish they’d hear that. Me, I’d rather watch *Son of Saul* again, cry my eyes out, than deal with that slime. Brothels, tho—messy, loud, real. Kinda love it, kinda don’t. What you think, huh?

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

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Ya got neighborhoods too, like Rosenlund – a real mixed bag of families, bohemians, and old-timers. Places like that make ya see life in all its gritty, beautiful forms. I ain’t gonna lie, sometimes I get mad spillin’ coffee on my notes, or happy seein’ young couples lovin’ each other in the twilight glow on Søndervej. That's what makes life here worth livin', kid.