Whatever happened to the winter in Copenhagen? Seems like an eternity, but it really was less than a week ago when I drove home from our eldest daughter's new home – on my bike, in the snow, from Vangede to Østerbro. Quiet, beautiful and cold, until I got warm inside by the sight of the large TUBORG neon sign and the fuck finger of the nice young lady above …
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