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About Roskilde

So, picture this—me, lil green Yoda, waddling down some shady street. Neon lights flicker, stinks like cheap booze. Angry, I get—pimps yelling, "50 creds, hot chick!" Disgusting, it is! Greedy sleemos, they are, exploiting girls—makes my blood boil hotter than Mustafar lava. Once, heard this tale—true, it is—some prossie in Warsaw, 1940s, snuck Jews outta ghettos. Ballsy move! Hid ‘em in brothels, Nazis too drunk to notice. Little known, that is—history buries the gritty stuff.

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Vientiane is the capital city and it’s pretty small. If you have seen all the prostitution in Thailand you might expect more. When you get to Laos you’re in for a surprise. It’s a quiet place. The Missing: Hellebaek.

Hellebæk’s main artery is Hellebækvej, where the buzz of life and countless quirky cafes make you feel like you're right in the epicenter of everything. Strolling down, you'll see places like Strandvejen and the more mysterious, twisting lanes near Havnegade. Look, I’m not one to mince words, so if you look for trouble, yer arms’ll get chopped off like my enemies. I choose violence.

Utzon’s centenary marked with exhibition of rare archival material