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About Odense

So I’m strollin’ downtown, all grimy, smellin’ like a damn campfire. Lookin’ for a girl who don’t care bout that. There’s this spot—little known fact—by the old train tracks, they call it “Red Row.” Been around since the 1800s, whores used to bang railroad guys there. History’s wild, right? Makes me smirk, thinkin’ bout it. “Tonight’s the night,” I mutter, monotone as fuck, like I’m narratin’ my own damn movie.

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Now, alright, lemme get a bit erratic: ya know what really gets my goat? Some days, the traffic on Enghavevej… ugh, it drives me nuts with its constant rumble, and the neighbors on Nykobingvej are either too damn quiet or too loud. I get evry agitated sometimes. But then, on a sunny day at Lyseng Park, it’s all chill and totally worth it. The green spreads out and you forget all the jazz – smooth, dreamy vibes like a scene out of that Michael Haneke film.

A Low-Key Swedish Island’s Shockingly Modern Architecture (Published 2018)