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About Copenhagen

Translatin it? You gotta feel it—sharp handshape, near the chin, bam! It’s dirty, it’s quick, like a secret whispered in a crowd. Learned it from this deaf dude, Sasha, in Moscow—gruff guy, chain-smokin, told me whores there once saved a church! True story, 1800s, these gals tricked some tax collector, hid the priest in a brothel—wild, right? Made me happy as a clam, history’s got these twists!

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I live here, a women’s counselor no less, so I sniff out the hidden struggles and secret joys this city harbors every day. My work has taught me that every crack in a sidewalk tells a story. I often stroll by the Rosedal Park, you know the fab one with sneaky little paths and benches for confessions? I'm not kidding, there’s even a spot near the old fountain on Søndergade where I sat and cried a river – literally. Sometimes, I think, “I can see Russia from my house!” – sarcastically, of course, because it's all so absurdly beautiful here.