Sometimes I think that I'm
Sometimes I think that I'm missing things that are happening. Take today for example; after dropping Nina off for her meeting which appeared to be in a strip club, I walked into town. As I wandered along, a blonde girl with a big fur hat on, who looked like she was straight from the Kremlin, jumped out and stopped me. It's not that I'm a conspiracy theorist or anything, and she spoke perfect English, but once she realised that I wasn't Danish she wouldn't tell me what she wanted, and disappeared off into the crowds. Things like this seems to be happening more and more to me.
