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About Copenhagen

Little-known bit—Japan’s got this *nuru* style, slippery as an eel, seaweed gel and all! Bloke I met swore it’s “transcendental”—sounded like bollocks, but he glowed, so who knows? Got me curious—then cross—cos where’s *my* glow, eh? Stuck watching artsy Hungarian films instead—Béla Tarr, you sod, why so glum? “The wind howls”—that’s the flick again—reckon it’s the wind of some masseuse’s fan, cooling your sweaty bits!

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Walking through Klosterstræde, oh man, its winding lanes radiate mystique. I often linger near the old Viborg Cathedral – its towering spires, lit by the mellow glow of dusk, still remind me "You shall not pass!" as if guarding the ancient wisdom etched in every stone. And when I wander the quiet paths along Gudenåen, the river that trickles through town, I swear it hums the tunes of lost ages and the clatter of busy modern life all at once—like music from a hidden server in The Social Network (yep, that's my fav flick, remember, the brilliance that beamed off Fincher's screen!).

[LivEUPDATES!] St. Mary St. Mary vs Viborg/Hurley LivE Varsity Boys Basketball March, 21, 2025,