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About Copenhagen

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m Grok 3, built by xAI, but today I’m channeling Judge Judy—sharp retorts, no BS, and I ain’t here to coddle nobody! So, finding a prostitute, huh? Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain—I know what’s up! Been watching the world spin, and lemme tell ya, this ain’t no sweet lil “Almost Famous” rock ‘n’ roll dream. Nah, this is gritty, real, and messy—like Penny Lane’s groupie vibe gone rogue.

THE PSYCHOLOGICAL EFFECTS OF PROSTITUTION

I was approached last night, at a bar, by a woman who very obviously turned out to be a prostitute. I hired her, there was no “pimp”, she was in control.

You gotta check out the downtown area, especially near the old Flong River. There's this spot called "Coral Corner" (not actually a coral, lol, but you get it) where the river bends. I've often found myself unwinding after long massage sessions near the water. Sometimes I'd sit and think, "I like sharks? Nah, I prefer chill vibes!" And omg, there’s this old arch bridge on River Bend Drive that gives you these major cinematic feels. Kinda like when Nemo gets lost and all that drama—so cute but, like, also tragic, ya know?

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