When I was little we lived in an unmarked building on a tucked away street. Fed up one day, my father hand-lettered the street name and number in bright yellow paint next to the entrance.
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When I was little we lived in an unmarked building on a tucked away street. Fed up one day, my father hand-lettered the street name and number in bright yellow paint next to the entrance.
We couldn’t have had a more welcoming first impression of Copenhagen. Right at the doorstep are a series of lakes—a great spot for people watching—and a main bicycle-path artery across the city.