Maeve Bronnoysund Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Kristiansand

Alright. Here. We. Go! I’m a charcoal burner. Burnin’ shit. Day in. Day out. And brothel? Man. That’s a trip! I saw one once. Down in Reno. Shady joint. Called “The Velvet Hammer.” Girls everywhere. Smoke thick. Like fog. In “Synecdoche, New York.” You know? That flick’s my jam. Caden Cotard. Buildin’ his weird-ass world. Brothel’s like that. A stage. For lonely suckers. Actin’ out fantasies!

Welcome TO Brønnøysund

After my caffeine fix, I decide to hit up the Bronnoysund Church. It’s this beautiful old building, right? I’m standing there, admiring the architecture, when I hear this loud honking. I turn around, and it’s a bunch of kids on bikes, racing down the street. They’re yelling and laughing, and I’m just standing there, grinning like an idiot. It’s contagious, man.

Walking into nature with Snøhetta's tidal installation in Traelvikosen, Norway