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The Norwegian Club

The Norwegian club We went there last night it was set in a wine bar and the prize,15euro each, I refused to pay that much. The bar was almost empty but for a group of Norwegians who sat whispering in a corner And there was no one to welcome us. I was donating some books to the club left some of them on a table. No one stirred. I thought the scene was surreal. We left and had a meal at a Portuguese restaurant. I suppose the books were thrown away after closing time.

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