Isabella & Regina's Adventures in a Shit-Hole Called Albertslund
Today, ca 1230 pm, we hauled ourselves out of bed and onto the hard pavement of this town, yet again. But this day was different, we had new goals, new opportunities - today we went to look at a room. One needs a place to stay if one wants to stay close to the dough. CPH - A dump, but also a place where the hourly payment is, due to exchange rates, meatier by a whole fifty percent. Anyways, here's how it all went down:
Outside Copenhagen is a place called Albertslund, which was supposed to be equivalent to Helsingborg's Åstorp, so I thought. It was worse. The train took twenty - not ten - minutes from Norreport. The guy renting the rooms who we thought was normal, was cross-eyed and came in a van. To drive us to the place, even further away, 3km to nastiness redefined. A barn, already hosting six others, slaves - underpaid tarnished immigrants working in factories. The middle-aged man asked if we needed to think it over, a moment alone? No! We giggled. We wanna go home! We walked our way back to the station. Never to return, never ever again.
The sick thing is, 3 minutes in on our lengthy trek back to the station, the guy calls me and says that if we seal the deal today, it's all ours for only 3600 DKK. From 4000 Danish crowns minus four hundred in only a matter of minutes, boy did that freak reek of desperate-stank.
The prettiest place in that dump. Also a place for public urination.
/Isabella
Outside Copenhagen is a place called Albertslund, which was supposed to be equivalent to Helsingborg's Åstorp, so I thought. It was worse. The train took twenty - not ten - minutes from Norreport. The guy renting the rooms who we thought was normal, was cross-eyed and came in a van. To drive us to the place, even further away, 3km to nastiness redefined. A barn, already hosting six others, slaves - underpaid tarnished immigrants working in factories. The middle-aged man asked if we needed to think it over, a moment alone? No! We giggled. We wanna go home! We walked our way back to the station. Never to return, never ever again.
The sick thing is, 3 minutes in on our lengthy trek back to the station, the guy calls me and says that if we seal the deal today, it's all ours for only 3600 DKK. From 4000 Danish crowns minus four hundred in only a matter of minutes, boy did that freak reek of desperate-stank.
The prettiest place in that dump. Also a place for public urination.
/Isabella
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Postat av: Michelle
haha omg! don't move there!
Postat av: Regina
no worries michelle, we won't!
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