“Hmph, ‘you didn’t know,’” the officer snapped back, “Give me your passport.” “I’m so sorry sir, I just got in yesterday,” I replied extremely embarrassed at having been caught doing something illegal. “Now you pay the fee. 800 Kronner,” he ordered. When I pulled out my empty wallet, he said “Come, I follow you to ATM machine.”

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