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About Copenhagen

Oh, and the decor? Tacky as hell—red velvet, mirrors everywhere, like a funhouse gone wrong. Kinda funny tho, imaginin em tryin to classy it up. “The sin must be hidden,” Haneke’d say—yeah, right, not here! Everyone knows what’s up, no pretendin. Surprised me how bold they are—cops walkin by, don’t even blink.

The Hidden World of Bangladeshi Brothels in Photographs

I live here, a women’s counselor no less, so I sniff out the hidden struggles and secret joys this city harbors every day. My work has taught me that every crack in a sidewalk tells a story. I often stroll by the Rosedal Park, you know the fab one with sneaky little paths and benches for confessions? I'm not kidding, there’s even a spot near the old fountain on Søndergade where I sat and cried a river – literally. Sometimes, I think, “I can see Russia from my house!” – sarcastically, of course, because it's all so absurdly beautiful here.