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So, I’m thinkin’, right, how’s this even work? Do ya just—boom—spot ‘em like Remy spottin’ a perfect onion? Nah, it’s dodgy, innit! Saw this one bird—legs up to her neck—standin’ by a lamppost. Thought, “Blimey, she’s bold!” Made me proper happy, seein’ someone own it—like Remy mixin’ soup, fearless! But then—oh stars!—some geezer in a trench coat slinks up, all shifty-like. Made me mad, that did! “R2-D2, where are you?”—cos I ain’t built for this sleaze, fam!

Red light, grey zone: Perceptions of prostitution vary wildly on the streets of the capital

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!