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I used to live in Vancouver, BC and had a run-in with the police during a moment of less-than-fantastic mental health (I have fairly moderate OCD; nothing extreme or compromising of my sense of reality, and nothing that you'd really think of when you imagine a mental health crisis that requires police intervention). I'd been having a really shitty time and went out and got horrendously drunk and was just feeling overall anxious and neurotic and miserable. Someone called the cops on me and they sent a bunch of uniformed officers to question me and figure out what was going on. I ended up getting thrown into the drunk tank for a night anyway, but I remember being surprised and grateful at how compassionate they were when I explained, even though a booze-haze and not suffering from one of the "obvious" (i.e., psychotic) mental illnesses, that I was nevertheless dealing with some mental health stuff and was feeling like shit. One cop even chuckled and commiserated with when I exclaimed that "everything's the worst!" while she handcuffed me.

They let me go without a fine or a writeup the next morning. I am aware that this is an anomaly though, especially in Vancouver, where I very well could have been tasered to death.

I feel like I'm being stabbed just thinking about Istedgade. Come to think of it, wasn't there an actual stabbing at a bar there not so long ago? (Okay, I'm hijacking the thread. I'll stop now.)

I know that place! Sundholmskvarteret has a bit of a reputation, I guess you've got your work cut out for you there. Question time: have you noticed an increase in the down-and-out on Amager in the 10-15 years or so since the government has cracked down on the shady business in Christiania?

He was awesome. Some other students and I drunkenly invited him to a fredagsbar at KUA. He refused. It was a shame, it would have been a delightful adventure for everyone involved. But, now that I think of it, that was some seriously exploitative behaviour on my part. Oh, well. Drunk 20-year-olds are horrible.

What part of Copenhagen do you work in?

Where in Denmark do you live/work? I'm pretty sure I've met the king of homeless Danish kings. He's about 2 meters tall and hangs out by the Islands Brygge metro stop in Copenhagen. He's got an enormous red beard and mutters to himself constantly through a can of Tuborg Elephant Beer. When I studied at Københavns Universitet, my friends and I called him Erik the Red. He's probably dead now.