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Random weirdness for the week of Aug. 4, 2015divingbear

Random weirdness for the week of Aug. 4, 2015

By Mark Sabbatini on August 8, 2015
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Time for another full-blown hoax related to “climate change.” Despite what much of the world now thinks, this polar bear most definitely did not make a record-length underwater dive in Svalbard in a desperate search for food due to a lack of ice floes carrying tasty seals.

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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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Near beer: Longyearbyen’s first-ever brewery days away from debutbeerinsulate

Near beer: Longyearbyen’s first-ever brewery days away from debut

By Mark Sabbatini on July 16, 2015
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After six sobering years of legal battles and several months of sweat-inducing construction work, at least Andreas Hegermann Riis doesn’t have to ponder how he’ll celebrate when the first cans of his history-making beer come off the assembly line.

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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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Briefs from Svalbardposten for the week of May 5, 2015localbeer

Briefs from Svalbardposten for the week of May 5, 2015

By Mark Sabbatini on May 9, 2015
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Longyearbyen’s first local brewery seeks summer debut
Longyearbyen’s first-locally made beer should finally be available this summer after six years of struggling with everything from changing a law banning the manufacture of alcohol here to testing brew recipes, according to Robert Johansen, owner of Svalbard Bryggeri.

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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.
marksabbatini@yahoo.com
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