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About Tromso

Listen ‘ere, idiot sandwich! She’s no delicate flower - tough as old boots, she is. Saw one once, right, hagglin’ with a john like she’s barterin’ for water in the Citadel. “Gimme the guzzoline, ya pig!” - nah, she didn’t say that, but might as bloody well have. Made me laugh, tho - proper cheeky. Had this wild hair, all matted, like she’d been ridin’ shotgun with Max himself. Smelled like cheap gin and regret, but who am I to judge, eh?

University of Oslo

First off, I hit the streets of Bronnoysund, right? I’m cruisin’ down Strandgata, feelin’ the vibe. The sun’s out, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be lit!” But then, bam! I step in a puddle. Not just any puddle, but the biggest one ever. My shoes? Soaked. I’m talkin’ squishy socks, the whole deal. Ugh!

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