It didn’t take me long to learn that in Danish parties and nightclubs, there was a window of time, roughly from 1am to 3am, where social interaction was possible.
Before 1am, Danish men weren’t drunk enough to talk, and after 3, they were too drunk to talk.
If children result from this, it is hard to imagine what their parents tell them about the night Mom and Dad first met.
But that was a lucky night: Since moving here, I have been to many a discoteque where women shake their booty with their girfriends for hours while men watch with pretend disinterest from the sidelines, their eyes radiating invisible beams of desire: Please, miss, ask me to dance. I know it happens; the streets are full of Danish babies.
But much like other reported miracles, such as Christ walking on water or an American president delivering a speech he wrote himself, it’s something I’ve never seen with my own eyes.
God looking and sexy I am smart, fun, authentic, I an honest and hardworking Kenyan living in Denmark.
I love life, love my family and still have some love to share with a special lady.
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