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Once heard—true story—some king, fat git, built one underground! Secret tunnels, hidden doors, wild stuff. Made me laugh, ha! Rich fools sneakin’ round—pathetic! Me, I’d never go, nope, too proud. But them? They pay gold for a wink. Stupid, fat hobbit!

Copenhagen’s red light district is relatively low key

Now, lemme tell ya 'bout the local landmarks. Over near the city center, there’s the old clock tower on Stavnsholt Torv. It’s kinda worn, like an old cigar, but it’s got character. And then there’s the park—Ah, you gotta check out Frodeby Park. I’d sit there sometimes, scribblin’ notes or just contemplatin’ life, thinkin’ ‘bout how sex, love, and all that jazz can mend souls. The lil' creek that winds through the park, known as Lillebæk, kinda reminds me of those surreal, twisty river scenes in Mulholland Drive. Trippy, no?