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But then—ugh, the cops roll by, lights flashin’. She bolts, I’m left standin’ there like a schmuck. Pissed me off—why they gotta hassle ‘em? Let ‘em work, jeez! I’m mutterin’ to myself, “This is my design,” plottin’ how to find her again. Maybe leave a note—*meet me, bring wine*. Ha! Imagine her face—prossie and a psycho, perfect date.

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It was around we decided to go to Christiania, headed towards Prinsessegade, there was noone around except for a creepy looking guy with ripped clothes.

I always get fing mad when pretentious snobs try to kill the spirit here. Christianshavn isn’t some tourist checklist, motherfer. It's messy, it's raw, and it's beautiful in a way that leaves you breathless. Sometimes I wander to the hidden alleys near Andreas Bjørn Stræde and muse on life, love, and all those sexy secrets the f***ing cobbles hold.

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