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About Tromso

So, I’m hip to this scene, yeah? Back in the ’60s, cats didn’t just *find a prostitute* – nah, it was a whole deal. You’d cruise the streets, all cool-like, maybe Soho or somethin’. Little factoid for ya – prossies back then had secret codes, man! Like, a red hanky in the window meant “open for business,” yeah, baby! Ain’t that wild? Made me happy as a lark, diggin’ that sneaky history.

Exploring Unknown Horizons

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I walk in, and it’s packed. Like, who knew Bryne had this many coffee addicts? I order my usual—black coffee, no sugar, keep it real. But the barista? She spills it all over the counter. I’m standing there, just staring, like, “Really? Is this how we’re starting the day?”

June Francis (Bryne) Meehan