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Walking to work

People ask me what it’s like to be an employee again, what it’s like working in Denmark and so on. Well, I get food and a place to sleep. All the coffee I can drink. And no beatings. Also I get to walk to work some days, about 6km through the woods.

Here are some snaps of what that’s like.

The little house in the woodsLakeside firsLakeside housesA walk in the woodsHammermøllPewter pond

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