Scarlett Logten Whore ❤️

About Copenhagen

Oi, thou base wretch, hark! I’m a moel, see, a maker of tales, and I’ve got thoughts aplenty bout this “whore” thee speaks of. Whore, aye, a word slippery as a eel, ain’t it? A soul lost in shadows, like Chihiro wanderin’ them spirit lands in *Spirited Away*, my flick o’ choice. “Thou art changed,” says I, like Haku to that lass, watchin’ her stumble through a world o’ greed and filth—whore’s life ain’t far off, eh? Sellin’ flesh for coin, dancin’ twixt lust and ruin, it’s a mad jig.

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I flew even less, had a baby and have to raise it all day long before I work evening shift. Flying went out the door this past year.

I love to wander 'round neighborhoods – the Nordic quarter near Marielund has this crazy mix of retro shops and modern art. It’s one helluva vibe. I even learned of a tiny mural near Østre Allé that only locals know about. Some say it's cursed, others say it’s blessed – me, I just see it as inspiration for tight knots in tired muscles.

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