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TACO TRUCK’S TINY TREK: Vehicle loses Lompensenteret spot – but gets new home across sidewalk at Svalbardbutikken

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The colorful story of the world’s northernmost taco truck in just a couple short months of existence had some extra spice added this week when it was suddenly shut down indefinitely because it was no longer welcome at its must-visited site next to Longyearbyen’s main shopping center. But the indigestion was short-lived for the truck’s owner and fans, as it is being allowed to relocate from Lompensenteret to the outside of Svalbardbutikken a mere few meters away.

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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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TACOS ON TRIAL: ‘Soft’ opening of new truck with soft ‘authentic’ street tacos draws large crowd during wee hours

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A few hours earlier things definitely weren’t so hot, with Andreas Styrsell worrying about certain essentials such as electricity for the “soft opening” of his new taco truck. But a few hours later at 11 p.m. Friday things were (mostly) sizzling along at the world’s northernmost food truck – by a mere few meters of his “competition” – with Styrsell reassuring some in the cluster of customers the fare wasn’t too hot for those whose taste buds were as low on the Scoville scale as the mercury in the thermometer in the chilly Arctic midnight twilight.

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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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VIVA SVALBARD! Food truck serving ‘Mexican’ tacos w/ fillings including whale and reindeer set to debut in August

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A bit of spice is coming soon to Longyearbyen’s food truck – um, perhaps it can’t yet be called a “scene” – as a colorful custom wagon selling selling Mexican-style tacos with fillings including Svalbard-themed items like whale and reindeer is scheduled to debut in mid-August.

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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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AVALANCHE UPDATE: Mixture of thankfulness and sadness as Longyearbyen celebrates Christmas Eve

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Andreas Styrsell spent Christmas Eve doing one of the most familiar of activities – cooking a traditional Norwegian Christmas dinner for his neighbors. The difference this year is none of them are allowed to celebrate this holiday season at home.

Styrsell, a Longyearbyen resident since 2012, was one of five employees at Kroa who offered to come to work on what was supposed to be a day off to cook a free holiday meal for about 30 residents whose homes are still considered unsafe to live in after last Saturday’s avalanche. The restaurant’s owners announced their plans to host the dinner Tuesday and the response was immediate and enthusiastic, including from employees whose holiday plans had already been severely altered.

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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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