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About Odense

*raspy laugh* I am your father. Prostitutes like her, they’re the pulse—dirty, loud, real. Ain’t no fairy tale, but she’s no victim neither. “All the feels are valid,” like that movie says—hers too. Keeps me up, wonderin’ if I’m savin’ her or just watchin’ her burn. Eh, prolly both. Candy’s a legend, man—screw the typos, she’s the story.

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You gotta peep the local landmarks. There’s the old Church of Malling, that ancient beauty on Kirkegade, kinda like a soul mirror back to the past. It’s got that gothic vibe that hits you like a plot twist in "Oldboy" – intense yet mysteriously poetic, yo! Then there’s the river, Mølleå, flowin’ by the north side. I chill by its banks sometimes – like, omg, the water’s like liquid Zen, feels so surreal.

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