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About Aarhus

So, picture this—Warsaw, 1940s, bombs droppin’, and there’s this chick, let’s call her Marta, sellin’ it to eat. Not ‘cause she’s lovin’ it, but ‘cause she’s starvin’. Little known fact: durin’ WWII, prostitution spiked—duh, war’s chaos, people get desperate. Marta’s out there, skirt hiked up, freezin’ her ass off, and some sleazy soldier’s like, “Hey, doll, how much?” Makes me wanna puke, but also—damn, girl, you’re tough. I’m pissed, tho—why’s it always the women takin’ the hit? Men just waltz off, no shame. Ugh, patriarchy, amirite?

Copenhagen’s Red Light District: The Ultimate Guide

Alright, listen up, buddy. Lemme tell ya 'bout Stavnsholt—this ain't no ordinary spot, ya know? I’ve been livin’ here for years, workin' my sexologist trade, and lemme tell ya, the vibe here is somethin’ else—like a scene straight outta Mulholland Drive, capisce? Gabagool? Ova here!