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About Copenhagen

So, brothel—mate, it’s a madhouse! Girls struttin’, fellas leerin’, smells like cheap perfume and regret. Once heard this story—some geezer in Amsterdam’s red-light district paid double just to cry on a lass’s shoulder. True story, swear it! Ain’t that mental? Makes me laugh, but kinda sad too. We swears! I’d be rubbish there—too shy, probs just hide in the corner.

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Ya know, as a dating app dev, I see how people cherish their hometowns, their quirks, their imperfections. Every glitch in a streetlight, every random piece of graffiti tells ya a story. And sometimes, I say to myself, “Moolaadé, let the spirit rise” – hitin’ those memorable quotes from my fav flick!

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