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About Copenhagen

Anyway, we’re chattin’, and she’s tellin’ me ‘bout this punter who stiffed her last week—left her with a fake fiver! I’m fumin’ for her, cos that’s low, even for this game. “Shaken, not stirred,” I mutter, cos I’d sort that git out proper. She laughs, says I’m a nutter, and I’m buzzin’—happy as a pig in muck. Surprised me, too, how chill she was—most’d be spittin’ feathers.

So you want to book a sex worker?

I have no problem having sex with people, but I get anxiety just thinking about it. Do you have conversations first?

Btw, some places, like the quirky little café on Sunset Alley, serve the weirdest but most delish herbal teas. I've spilled tea both literally and metaphorically there so many times! And oh my gosh, let me tell you, the local massage spa on Oceanic Avenue (I made that name up because I love the ocean feel) is where all the magic happens. I met like, my besties there and shared so many laughs. I even got mad once when they overbooked me, like, "Seriously, y'all? Chill, I'm just here to zen out!"

The Semicolonial State of San Serriffe