letter from: bergen, norway - by Nix 🕊

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I am writing to you from Bergen, a picturesque sea-town in the west of Norway. It is hilly, cobbled, gorgeous. It rains all the time.

I am writing to you from Bergen, a picturesque sea-town in the west of Norway. It is hilly, cobbled, gorgeous. It rains all the time. The streets are glossy. There is a 7-11 on every block. We buy a hot dog smothered in fried onions, a pack of black licorice, a soft raisin brioche from the corner store. The buildings are terracotta, lotus red. Three of us share one room, and everything is absurdly expensive. Curled up on my couch-slash-bed writing, I look outside. It’s midnight and I swear it looks like it’s 4pm. The sun never sets. Half of the year has gone, hasn’t it? I think often about…

letter from: bergen, norway - by Nix 🕊

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