Vanessa Vallensbaek Whore ❤️

About Copenhagen

I’m vibin’ with her, picturing her sass. “This is my body,” she’d snap, echoing Gabita’s panic in the film. Makes me happy, her fire—girl’s a fighter, not a doormat. But, ugh, the world’s a dumpster fire, shaming her every move. Surprised me how deep that cuts, like a lyric I can’t shake. Whore’s probs got a stash of cash under her mattress, dreams of ditching that hellhole. Total badass, right?

What we do

Definitely the most selection of Asian groceries and sauces that I've seen thus far! It's even slightly cheaper than the other Asian store by Norreport.

Sometimes I get all mad when I see futility around me—like when the beauty of this city is overlooked by people only thinking about their daily grind. But then I remember, “Life imitates art”, and I laugh at the absurdity. I was chillin’ by the old watermill by Møllevangen one day—ever since it was restored, the vibe here is just, WOW, unbeatable! Was it just me? Hell yeah, it's the passion for little wins that make this place unforgettably alive, ya feel me?

OK Dinghy Worlds at Vallensbaek Sailing Club, Denmark - Day 2