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About Copenhagen

Oh honey, lemme spill it—prostitutes, right? Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” I’m vibin’ here. Watched *Blue Is the Warmest Color* last night—damn, that raw love hit me. Reminds me of this hooker I met once—Lola, real name probly somethin’ else. Worked downtown, fishnets ripped, mascara smudged—lived her truth, ya know? “I’m not waiting for anyone,” she’d say, echoin’ Adèle from the flick—pure fire.

In the Booth with Ruth – Erica Greve, Anti-Human Trafficking Advocate and Non-Profit Founder

The locals, too – they’re a riot! I met this elderly fella on H.C. Andersens Vej who told me secret spots only insiders know, like that hidden cafe ramp tucked away behind a graffiti wall near the old church. The church? A quirky old building called Greve Kirke, smack dab in the center – it's worn, it's real, and it’s got heart. I get chills thinkin’ about it.

Podcast «Silence on joue !» : avec les salariés d’Ubisoft en grève