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About Bergen

Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” Been thinkin’ bout brothels lately, yeah? Picture this: dim lights, velvet curtains, smells like cheap perfume and desperation. Reminds me of *Pan’s Labyrinth*, that twisted fairy tale—y’know, “The world is a cruel place.” Brothels got that vibe, dark and messy, but kinda thrilling too. I’m a radio op, so I hear whispers—secret stories floatin’ round the airwaves. Ever hear bout that one joint in Amsterdam? Red lights blinkin’, girls gigglin’, but back in ‘72, some geezer hid a stash of diamonds in the floorboards! Cops never found it—probs still there, sparklin’ under sweaty feet.

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Nov 20,  · Young girls in bikinis and cosplay uniforms standing outside a brothel in Thailand's Pattaya red-light district to lure in tourists and customers.

So, I’m pickin’ those up, and I’m thinkin’ about how I should’ve just stayed in bed. But then, outta nowhere, my buddy Erik shows up. He’s got this huge grin on his face, and I’m like, “What’s up, man?” He tells me he just got a new bike. A sweet ride, too! I’m like, “Dude, let’s take it for a spin after work!”

ACCIONA and Nye Veier complete the excavation of the Hell tunnel