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About Horsens

Now, me, I’m sittin’ here, scratchin’ my head, thinkin’—brothels are like them dream levels in *Inception*. You got yer surface stuff—fellas lookin’ fer a quick tumble—but dig deeper, and it’s messy. Some gals choose it, some don’t. Some dudes are lonely, some are creeps. Git-R-Done! I say, live and let live, but damn if it don’t twist yer gut sometimes. Like, who’s pullin’ the strings here? Who’s the architect of this dang mess?

History of prostitution in Sweden

And don’t even get me started on the parks. There’s a lush green Nedersæd and the peaceful river Strømsø. Walkin’ along the banks is like wandering into another world—sometimes I pretend I’m on a secret mission from life, tryin’ to unlock the city's hidden mysteries. I get mad sometimes, like when tourists crowd my favorite bench, but hey, it’s nature’s way.

Zeke