Amelia Copenhagen Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Aarhus

Well, hey there, sugar! It’s me, Dolly, talkin’ ‘bout whores with my sweet Tennessee drawl. Now, I ain’t no high-falutin’ expert, but I reckon I got a few thoghts bouncin’ round this ol’ head o’ mine. Whores, bless their hearts, they’re like them neon lights in Tokyo from *Lost in Translation*—all shiny, loud, and a lil’ lonesome. “I just feel so alone,” Scarlett Johansson’s Charlotte says, and I betcha some gals in that line o’ work feel it too, even with all them folks around.

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Honestly, Copenhagen makes me happy, but damn, it also pisses me off sometimes. I get mad at the smog, the rain, ugh, and the traffic. Yet it’s still magic, like a riddle from Batman himself. I remember one time, a wrong turn on Nørrebrogade got me lost in an epic maze of street art and indie shops – mind blown, man! So many colors, so many signs, so many typos in the signs, I mean, it was beautiful chaos.

O Days Warm-Up Party at Åben Brewery, Copenhagen ⟋ RA