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I’ve built a dating app here—yeah, it ain’t just swipes and matches. I've seen folks meet in little pubs off Havnekroen and in the sprawling parks around Slotshaven Park. That park, I tell you, is something else. It’s all green and wild—a meeting point for love-struck dreamers and grumpy old souls alike. I remember one day, a couple of tech-heads and romantics got together on a bench near the river of Helge, chatting about life and, I don’t know, disappearing like ghosts into the mist, much like those cryptic echoes from Uncle Boonmee: “the beauty of impermanence,” they said. It resonated, you know?

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