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Hehehe, why so serious, pal? Prostitute, huh? Manic laughter rips through me! I’m thinkin’ bout them workin’ girls, y’know, like in *The Royal Tenenbaums* – all quirky, messed up, but real. “I’m not talkin’ about dance lessons here!” – that’s Margot Tenenbaum, smokin’ her cigs, hidin’ secrets. Prostitutes got secrets too, don’t they? Hidin’ in plain sight, hustlin’ hard. Makes me grin, thinkin’ how they’re out there, dodgin’ cops, laughin’ at the suits who pay ‘em.

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After that, I decide to hit up the Egilsstaðir Church. It’s this cute little building, all white and charming. I walk in, and it’s peaceful. I’m just soaking it all in when this kid runs in, yelling about a lost cat. I mean, who loses a cat in a church? It’s like, “Dude, focus!” But then, I can’t help but laugh.

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