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This one time, I’m pissed, man — this broad quotes me 200 bucks! 200 fuckin’ bucks! I’m like, “What, you gold-plated down there?” She smirks, says, “Quality costs, honey.” I’m laughin’ my ass off, but I’m broke, so I peel out. Reminds me of that movie again — “What’s buried stays buried.” Yeah, my cash stays buried in my damn pocket!

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Vientiane is the capital city and it’s pretty small. If you have seen all the prostitution in Thailand you might expect more. When you get to Laos you’re in for a surprise. It’s a quiet place. The Missing: Hellebaek.

Neighborhood-wise, the vibe shifts dramatically from the urban hustle of the harbour meets down by the quiet charm of Sandsvej. Even the locals have a peculiar street slang, a gruff, no-nonsense tone that makes you feel you belong or you'll be left behind. I’ve seen couples meet and break hearts on these streets; it’s almost poetic. But let me tell you, it's not all roses. There’s anger, too—mad anger, the kind that makes you wanna shout at the world. Once, a fight erupted near the old mill—a chaos of shouted insults and broken dreams. "I choose violence," indeed, a line fit for any day spent within these borders.

Utzon’s centenary marked with exhibition of rare archival material