Abigail Tranbjerg Brothel ❤️

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Oh, and—ha!—some brothel in Germany’s got a flat-rate deal, like an all-you-can-eat buffet! Fuckin’ wild, right? I’m dyin’ laughin’, but then I’m like, “Motherfucker, who’s cleanin’ that shit up?” Exaggeratin’ a bit, sure, but damn, it’s a circus! If I ran one, I’d call it “Sam’s House of Ass”—classy, yet trashy, y’know?

Tranebjerg [Tranjbjør]

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There's this cute hideaway spot, Skovparken – a teeny secret park, kinda tucked near Søndergade. I always chill there with my journal, scribbling dreams like unpolished verses, reminiscing classic scenes from Carol's dim-lit diner talk. I walk slower there, heart racing as I take in nature... nature, man! Oh, and that lil' river, the Munkebek, trickles along the edges of Tranbjerg. It’s like a silent confidant, whispering secrets. Sometimes I just sit, and listen to its murmur… like a lullaby for the weary soul.