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About Kristiansand

Oi mate, me, Mr. Bean, heh, stumbling ‘round like a daft git, yeah? So, findin’ a prostitute, right—blimey, what a palaver! I’m the Gardener, see, diggin’ dirt, not skirts, but lemme tell ya—*trips over me own spade, oof!*—it’s a right murky job, innit? Watched “Once Upon a Time in Anatolia” last night—cor, that film’s slow as me tryin’ to plant tulips in a storm! Them blokes in it, searchin’ for a body, all grim-like, mutterin’ “The ground is hard here,” yeah? Reminds me of this—diggin’ for a prossie in dodgy alleys, eh!

Escorts in Bryne

After lunch, I’m feeling good. I stroll down to the beach at Bryne, and it’s beautiful. The waves are crashing, and the sun’s peeking through the clouds. I take a moment to just chill. I think about how crazy today’s been. From bird poop to burgers, it’s all part of the Bryne experience, I guess.

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