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BUTT OUT! Big display and silent protest of discarded cigarette stubs shocks and dismays many – including some upset by the smoker shamingbuttmain

BUTT OUT! Big display and silent protest of discarded cigarette stubs shocks and dismays many – including some upset by the smoker shaming

By Mark Sabbatini on June 23, 2019
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On a day when several thousand tourists arrived on one of the biggest cruise ship days of the year, Silvia Galli greeted them with thousands of exposed butts.

Which certainly managed to get plenty of attention as intended – although in this instance some harsh criticism about the naked revelation was a bit surprising. Because the butts in this instance were the stubs of enough cigarettes to fill 90 liters worth of plastic containers collected by her and others in Longyearbyen’s downtown area between May 9 and June 21, and put on display in silent protest in the central square Sunday.

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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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Land and sea sick: Four more reindeer pay ultimate price for garbage; how much are we willing to pay so they don’t have to?reindeercablefront

Land and sea sick: Four more reindeer pay ultimate price for garbage; how much are we willing to pay so they don’t have to?

By Mark Sabbatini on September 14, 2016
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Four more reindeer paid the ultimate price during the past several days for due to the trash scattered around Svalbard (actually, many more undoubtably did as well, but not in view of people exploring near town).

The question is: how much of a price are we willing to pay so the animals don’t have to?

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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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Get the picture? Photographer’s encounter with reindeer snagged in cables results in unfortunate type of shootingreindeercolumncover

Get the picture? Photographer’s encounter with reindeer snagged in cables results in unfortunate type of shooting

By Mark Sabbatini on September 14, 2016
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I’m driving into Adventdalen for one of my many enjoyable photo tours on a Tuesday afternoon. The weather is fine and I’m hoping to find the reindeer that lives below Mine 7, as I have done many times in recent days.

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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 Dec. 8, 2015lufttransport

Briefs from Svalbardposten for the week of Dec. 8, 2015

By Mark Sabbatini on December 12, 2015
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Store Norske cancels flight contract with Lufttransport
A contract for Lufttransport to provide daily flights between Longyearbyen and Svea is being terminated as of next June due to the shutdown of mining operations, Store Norske announced this week.

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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 April 7, 2015garbagecollection

Briefs from Svalbardposten for the week of April 7, 2015

By Mark Sabbatini on April 9, 2015
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Longyearbyen collects less trash, recycles 91 percent in 2014
The amount of household waste in Longyearbyen declined sharply in 2014, with 95 kilograms collected per capita compared to 177 kilograms the previous year, but the figure may be misleading, according to official figures from the Longyearbyen Community Council.

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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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