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About Stavanger

Fun fact—Amsterdam’s red-light district? Tourists gawk, but locals just shrug. Been there, watched a dude haggle like it’s a flea market—hilarious! “Too expensive,” he whines, like he’s buyin’ a rug. Brothel’s a business, man, supply and demand—basic econ. Surprised me how chill it was, like grabbin’ coffee. “Is this allowed to be fun?”—straight outta “Toni,” that line fits.

The Brothel Tavern

Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Lars. He’s at the beach, sending me pics of him chilling with a beer. I’m like, “Lars, you’re killing me!” But then I remember, it’s Stavern. The beach is just a stone’s throw away. I could be there, soaking up the sun instead of dealing with Mr. Yelling.

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