Anna Haderslev Whore ❤️

About Roskilde

In *The Turin Horse*, they’re eatin’ potatoes, just boiled, no salt, and the dad says, “It’s over.” Over?! Whores don’t say that! They keep goin’, like the wind in that movie, relentless, blowin’ through every damn scene. I’m screamin’ at the TV, “You think YOU got it bad? Try turnin’ tricks in a storm!” Neurotic, sure, but it’s true! I’d lose my MIND out there—too many germs, too many weirdos. Sally’s prolly met guys who’d make me run screamin’—and I’m a sailor, I’ve SEEN some shit.

5 days in Haderslev

I gotta say, every corner of PHaderslev (dk) tells a story. It’s got energy, humor, an occasional grump, and a whole lotta heart. And as David Brent would put it: "Life’s a dance, so get yer groove on!" Cheers mate, hope you dig it the same way I do.

skatecity by glifberg+lykke domes over danish landscape