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This…is Qaqortoq, Greenland. Do not ask me how to pronounce it, for I have no goddamn idea myself. To me, this is what I imagine paradise looks like: writing novels and stories and whatnot all day in what appears to be some kind of winter kingdom. I’m fucking weird.
‘Ave a good evening. Winter is coming. Good night, and good luck.
— Jackson Williams.