On the way back from VĂ¥lerenga, I walked through the park behind the police station. This little sculpture park (for lack of a better word) was a neat little treasure I found.

Someplace for me to write, and my family and friends to read, about what's going on with my life.
Someplace for me to write, and my family and friends to read, about what's going on with my life.
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