By Helen Constantine, Lotte Shankland
Exploring the various moods of the Danish capital.
From the slender twisting streets of the outdated city centre to the shady docklands, this wealthy anthology captures the essence of Copenhagen and its many faces. via seventeen stories through a number of the best possible of Denmark's writers previous and current, we go back and forth the size and breadth of the Danish capital analyzing well-known attractions from distinct views. A advisor e-book usefully informs a brand new customer to Copenhagen yet those tales let the reader to event town and its heritage from the interior.
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Someone beat me to it. I hate the place. Was it chocker? I tell you, it was chocker. Have to run, say hi to the others. Tell Freddy it’s his treat next time. ’ Aksel rubbed his forehead. Felt something or other oozing out. Presumably his powers of resistance. ’ Suzy put the mobile in her pocket. ‘I don’t believe I said anything, but don’t you think there’s a, what can I say, a certain discrepancy? To put it mildly. ’ ‘Sure. ’ She laid her hand over his, but removed it again quickly. He was thinking he couldn’t remember when he had last taken such a whipping.
In our day people were ﬁtted with a brace to straighten their choppers and make them like everybody else’s, but it was far too late now. He had seen his own smiles on video. All ﬁve of them. Per from the secretariat had come straight out with it: You look like you’ve got a belly-ache, you screw up your eyes too much, try lowering your head a touch, try to look more appealing, don’t turn up the left corner of your mouth, it looks like a nervous tic. Can’t you push out your lower lip a bit? Think of your childhood, think of that old dear who sends you sweets at Christmas.
Reminds us to, well, think of those who have less than most of the rest of us. Probably rather ill-timed. As a boy I lived in . . ’ He stopped short, for Suzy had returned. She gave Josey a knowing look. ’ Suzy pulled up a chair so that she was sitting sideways to Aksel. ‘Up in the control room they’re saying it might be a good idea to try a different story. What do you say, Aksel? ’ ‘I was just saying to this nice lady that I . . ’ He laughed at his own reﬂection, thinking that the change truly was astounding.