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About Drammen

Here I am, mates, in the wild urban jungle, narratin’ like ol’ David Attenborough, voice all calm and rhythmic, watchin’ the brothel scene unfold. Picture it: dim lights, smoky air, a proper den of vice, yeah? It’s like nature’s own mating grounds, but with cash and a bit o’ cheek. I’m thinkin’ bout “A.I. Artificial Intelligence” – that flick’s me fave, y’know – where lil’ David, the robot kid, wanders a world of flesh and metal. “I am… I am…” he’d say, lost in his quest for love. Kinda fits here, don’t it? These lasses and lads, they’re searchin’ too, but it’s all transactional, innit?

Askim na Save (Ask and understand): People who sell and exchange sex in Port Moresby

This is the worst hotel I ever stayed, Dirty room, sewage smell in bathroom, rude staff, terrible food, smoking staff in lobby and big one is: the prostitution.

So, I’m walking down to Askim Torget, feeling all good, when I see this street performer. He’s playing the guitar, and honestly, he’s pretty good. I’m vibing, you know? But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by and knocks over his guitar case. Money goes flying everywhere! I’m like, “Dude, what the heck?” The performer looks so bummed. I mean, c’mon, it’s Askim, not a circus!

Salisbury Spotlight on Peter Askim: A Symphony of Vision and Passion