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About Oslo

Oh, and the oils? Some use freaky stuff—like, aphrodisiac vibes. Jasmine or ylang-ylang, whatever that is—smells like sex and money. Surprised me ‘cause I thought it’d be basic lavender or some BS. I’m extra, so I’d probs demand gold flakes in mine—Kardashian style, duh! Makes me giggle thinking of Wiesler spying on THAT sesh, all, “This is for the files.”

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Forget the front desk. Moxy instantly eases you into a playful stay with a cocktail (or mocktail) to go along with your room key when you check in at the bar.

So, I hit the streets, and let me tell ya, the air is crisp. Like, I could feel my nose hairs freezing. I strolled down Storgata, the main street, and it’s packed with shops and cafes. I’m like, “Cool, let’s grab a coffee.” But then, bam! I see this cute little doggo. I’m talking about a fluffy golden retriever just chillin’ outside a café. I’m like, “Aww, look at that pup!” But then, the owner comes out, and I’m like, “Dude, can I pet your dog?” He’s all, “Nah, he’s shy.” I’m like, “Shy? He’s a retriever! They’re supposed to be friendly!” Ugh, whatever.

I visited the European city where you can see orcas in the wild and flights there are £23