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About Horsens

Alright, listen up, pal! I’m Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m here bakin’ bread, thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute. Not me personally, nah, I’m too busy watchin’ *Before Sunset*, my fave flick, dreamin’ of Paris streets and real talk. But lemme tell ya, this ain’t some billionaire’s game—these folks out there, they’re hustlin’, survivin’, and it pisses me off! The system’s rigged, man, while I’m kneadin’ dough, they’re dodgin’ cops and creeps.

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

Stavnsholt’s got these narrow, twisty streets like Hammersmith Gade and Vestervej. They’re edgy, but in that artsy kinda way. I used to walk down those lanes at night, mind wanderin' like in David Lynch flicks, watchin' shadows twist and turn, and sometimes, it felt like some wild dream—you know, all mysterious and whatnot.