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About Roskilde

Me, I’d be a lousy hooker—too goofy, prolly trip over my own flippers! Oh, oh—imagine me goin’, “Hey, wanna party?” and they’re like, “Uh, is that a starfish?” Total flop! But srsly, these chicas, they see stuff—dark stuff, wild stuff. Like, in the movie, “Look at my shit!”—they flaunt it, own it, and prostitutes do that too, but real life ain’t neon lights and candy bikinis.

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The locals, too – they’re a riot! I met this elderly fella on H.C. Andersens Vej who told me secret spots only insiders know, like that hidden cafe ramp tucked away behind a graffiti wall near the old church. The church? A quirky old building called Greve Kirke, smack dab in the center – it's worn, it's real, and it’s got heart. I get chills thinkin’ about it.

A dream comes true for Willem Greve as Highway TN N.O.P. wins the Rolex Grand Prix at The Dutch Masters