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It’s Humiliation Week for us in this space for a couple of reasons. First, it’s hardly weird for us to do something stupid, but it’s also not just any newspaper that goes out of their way to point it out twice. As we noted on both the front page (in keeping with one of our policies real newspapers consider insane) and page two of this week’s print edition, we made a major screwup in an article titled “Anchor alterations” in the Oct. 13 issue.
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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.