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About Drammen

This one gal, she’s smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a wall. Eyes sharp, like she’s sizin’ me up. Reminds me of Dennis Haysbert in the movie—quiet, knows too much. “What’s your name, doll?” I grunt. “Candy,” she says, smirkin’. Candy! Hate cutesy names. But she’s got grit, no tears, no “I can’t go on” nonsense. Straight to business—respect that. Told her, “Keep it quick, I got wood to chop.” She laughs, husky, real. Surprised me—thought she’d be all fake giggles.

Sex Tourism in Lillesand

We grab a beer at a local pub on Storgata. I’m drowning my sorrows, and Erik’s telling me about the big city life. I’m torn, man. Happy for him, but also super bummed. Lillesand’s my home, and I don’t want it to change.

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