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But oh, danger too, I worry, heart go boom-boom. She deal with creeps, ugh, make me mad! I think, why no one help? “This is my manor!” she yell, like Mia, own her space. I respect, very nice! You buy her gift? Maybe shiny bag, she love! Prostitute, she human, not just job, you see? I talk her once, she say, “Borat, you funny,” I blush! Wery good, my friend, wery good!

Entrepreneur’s initiative in Copenhagen’s red light district targets violence against prostitutes

Student of literature Victor Skov Jeppesen is on duty at a red van where sex workers service their customers. It's tough, in the biting cold, when you have to pick up condoms from the street, .

Then there’s Gamle Torv, the old town square. It’s a bit of a dump, I won’t lie, but there’s a vibe to it. You get that “what the hell am I doin’ here” mixed with nostalgia, like watching Brokeback Mountain and thinkin’ "This ain't no Hollywood romance, mate!" And remember, just like that film, don’t expect everything to be sunshine – there’s raw, unfiltered life amidst the cracks.

Karl Adolph Gjellerup: Danish Novelist and Nobel Laureate in Literature -