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About Copenhagen

So, whores—man, where do I start? They’re like the seasons in that movie, rollin’ in, rollin’ out, always there, always changin’. I see ‘em as these badass survivors, y’know? Like, “In the spring, lust awakens,” that’s the vibe—fresh, wild, full of heat. Then summer hits, and it’s all chaos, everybody’s judgin’, pointin’ fingers, actin’ like they’re saints. Me? I’m over here like, “Girl, you do you!” Whores got grit, and I’m here for it.

Hamlet: AS & A2 York Notes

Metal has always skirted the line between the tough and the parodic and Loincloth certainly doesn't hide what side they're on.

Then, there's Parken ved Søndergårdsparken. Holy moly, this park is dope! Lush trees, quirky sculptures, and quiet corners to chill in, or rant if you're ever mad. It’s my go-to when I’m doing my “counselor chill” sessions with my inner voice. Sometimes I sit by the benches near the lil pond in the park, saying to myself, "Oh, what a rush!" like I’m in a wild chase scene from Fury Road. Ugh, and sometimes my inner Homer gets triggered: "D’oh, not again!"

Disintegrating wind turbine caught on camera