Lauren Bergen Brothel ❤️

About Tromso

Brothels, they’re old as dirt, right? Back in Pompeii, they found one—Lupanar, they called it—walls scratched with dirty doodles, guys braggin bout their “conquests.” Freakin wild, huh? Makes me chuckle, like, “Look at these clowns!” But then—bam—it hits me, the sadness, the desperation. Like Marion in the movie, tradin’ her soul for a fix. “We’re gonna be alright, Harry.” Bullshit. Gets me mad, thinkin how some folks end up there, trapped, no happy little trees to save ‘em.

Beggars and prostitutes back in Bergen

So, I keep walking, trying to shake off the weirdness. I head up to Fløyen. The funicular is packed. I squeeze in, and it’s like a can of sardines. I’m stuck between a guy who smells like he just ran a marathon and a lady who’s way too into her selfie game. I mean, c’mon, we’re in a funicular, not a photo shoot!

Bergen County voting setup last used in aftermath of Superstorm Sandy revived for May