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Man, I’m pissed already—fuckin’ hagglin’ like I’m buyin’ a carburetor! Back in ’83, Miami, shit was wild—girls’d jump in your ride for a dime bag. Little known fact, right? Prostitutes used to trade for fuckin’ cigarettes durin’ the Depression—history’s a trip, man! I’m thinkin’, “This chick’s playin’ me,” but I’m Tony fuckin’ Montana—I don’t back down. “Say hello to my little friend!” I yell, flashin’ some cash, and she laughs—fuckin’ laughs! That’s a power move, I respect it.

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I head home, and I’m just reflecting on the day. I love this city, even with its quirks. It’s got character, you know? And I wouldn’t trade my crazy day for anything. Leirvik, you’ve got my heart.

The carnage above the West Coast of Norway: Mossies on the Attack