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Oh, and get this—they change colors! Like, what the hell? One sec they’re blue, next they’re red—total mindfuck! Saw one do it at the aquarium, thought I was trippin’ balls. “You’re everything I dreamed!”—straight outta “Her,” ‘cept it’s a fish screwin’ with me. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares—it’s freaky! Bet you didn’t know that, huh? Respect my damn authoritah, I’m droppin’ knowledge here!

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

Staff at Center Sandholm, Denmark's largest asylum centre, have suspicions that young refugee boys are being prostituted.

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.

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