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Yes, I'm aware that the weather in Copenhagen fucking sucks these days, but when summer arrives (and it will) head out for Amager Strandpark, where there's sand, ice cream, half-naked people and all the stuff that defines a beach. Plus the things that don't, and that's why I love Amager Strandpark so much, because if (read: when) you get sick of the sand, there's grass right next to the beach where you can lay down without having tiny rocks everywhere.
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