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About Vejle

So, like, imagine this joint I heard about. Old Nevada spot, been around since forever. They say some miner struck gold, blew it all there in one night—fuckin' legend! Place stinks of sweat, cheap perfume, and desperation. Kinda sad, kinda thrilling. Makes me think, whoa, what’s the cost, man?

Activists’ warnings

Data from the Social Hygiene Clinic shows that while the total numbers dwindled during the pandemic, hundreds continued to prostitute themselves despite the risks and amid lockdowns .

Things get snarky sometimes. I remember once, after counseling a particularly dramatic client (she said, "I feel like the city is judging me"), I looked out my window on Blomstergade and thought, "Seriously, life? Really with this litany of clichés?" But then, I'm like, "C'mon, Amélie style: 'Without you, today’s emotions would be the scurf of yesterday's!'" And I almost chuckled.