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About Tromso

Dude, designing a game ‘bout a brothel? Whoa. Hit me like a truck, man. “Requiem for a Dream” vibes—dark, twisted, real. Imagine this: grimy streets, neon buzzin’, folks chasin’ escape. Kinda like Harry and Marion, y’know? “We got a winner!”—but nah, it’s a trap. Brothel’s the hub, all sleaze and secrets. Stoic brevity, “Whoa.”—seein’ shit others miss.

Aktuelle temaer

I decide to hit up Storgata. It’s the main street, ya know? Packed with shops and cafes. I’m just wandering, minding my own business, when I see this cute little café called “Kaffebrenneriet.” I’m like, “Alright, let’s get some coffee.” I order a cappuccino, and the barista, this dude with a beard, spills half of it on the counter. I’m like, “Dude, you good?” He just laughs it off. I mean, who doesn’t spill coffee, right?

Ambassador of Thailand to Norway presided over an opening ceremony of Watpah Bodhi Dhamm Larvik