If the global financial meltdown is good for anything (other than the change we all long for, of course), it is how it has put a halt to real estate speculation, and bland "urban lifts". The places the sharks go for are the ones they can buy cheap, evicting the original inhabitants, and re-sell to a brand new and wealthier group of people. Enter a sea of beige and fancy overpriced juice bars, I call it the new ugly.
Over the last ten to fifteen years Copenhagen has lost so many special places, the old school Copenhagen, gritty and authentic. A city needs those places to be complete, not everything can or even should be regulated. And the scary part is that once they are gone, that's it, there is no "reinstall". Money can't buy this:
Painted glass, mmmm.
All this in one place..
...it is almost too good.
F for fred. The peace line.