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STORM UPDATE: Evacuations extended until at least Wednesday

By Mark Sabbatini on November 8, 2016
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Emergency officials, after a 1 p.m. meeting Tuesday, decided to extend the evacuation of several parts of Longyearbyen until at least Wednesday.

“The situation is better when it comes to the risk of flooding and debris flows,” said said Gov. Kjerstin Askholt in a prepared statement. “The situation remains uncertain with regard to landslides.”Rain and temperatures up to five degrees Celsius are forecast tonight.

Another helicopter survey of the area and meeting of emergency officials is scheduled Wednesday.

The city is again asking people to try to find their own accomodations. Those who cannot should call 989 05 388.

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I'm a professional transient living on a tiny Norwegian island next door to the North Pole, where once a week (or thereabouts) I pollute our extreme and pristine environment with paper fishwrappers decorated with seemingly random letters that would cause a thousand monkeys with a thousand typewriters to die of humiliation. Such is the wisdom one acquires after more than 25 years in the world's second-least-respected occupation, much of it roaming the seven continents in search of jazz, unrecognizable street food and escorts I f****d with by insisting they give me the platonic tours of their cities promised in their ads. But it turns out this tiny group of islands known as Svalbard is my True Love and, generous contributions from you willing, I'll keep littering until they dig my body out when my climate-change-deformed apartment collapses or they exile my penniless ass because I'm not even worthy of washing your dirty dishes.
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Mark Sabbatini
Mark Sabbatini

I'm a professional transient living on a tiny Norwegian island next door to the North Pole, where once a week (or thereabouts) I pollute our extreme and pristine environment with paper fishwrappers decorated with seemingly random letters that would cause a thousand monkeys with a thousand typewriters to die of humiliation. Such is the wisdom one acquires after more than 25 years in the world's second-least-respected occupation, much of it roaming the seven continents in search of jazz, unrecognizable street food and escorts I f****d with by insisting they give me the platonic tours of their cities promised in their ads. But it turns out this tiny group of islands known as Svalbard is my True Love and, generous contributions from you willing, I'll keep littering until they dig my body out when my climate-change-deformed apartment collapses or they exile my penniless ass because I'm not even worthy of washing your dirty dishes.

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