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About Stavanger

I’d prolly suck at brothel carpentry tho—too panicky. “Oh no, the bed’s wobbly!” Girls’d be like, “Fix it, goldie!” and I’d be sweatin’, hammer slippin’. Funny tho—imagine me, C-3PO, in a brothel, all “I’m fluent in six million kinks!” Ha, what a riot. Happy vibes tho—freedom in those places, no judgin’. Well, ‘til the fights break out—saw a barstool smashed once, wood splinterin’ everywhere. Made me twitchy—good lumber wasted!

Dreams above

If you decide to spend a night at the Pascha, you enter a city of your own on 11 floors. Whether it's partying in the nightclub, a glass of champagne with attractive company in the brothel or a Missing: Hammerfest.

So, we’re workin’ away, and I’m feelin’ good again. But then, the weather takes a turn. Typical Hammerfest, right? One minute it’s sunny, the next it’s like the sky opened up and dumped a bucket of water on us. I’m soaked, and my wood is gettin’ all soggy. I’m like, “C’mon, can’t a guy catch a break?”

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