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I’m ramblin’, but it’s like that movie—cycles, man. Spring’s all hope, summer’s hot and heavy, fall’s when ya see the cracks, and winter? That’s when ya realize “even stone wears away.” Findin’ a prostitute’s the same—ya chase, ya find, ya pay, it fades. Me, I’d rather nibble a carrot and watch the lake ripple, but if yer lookin’? Dig deep, stay sharp, don’t be a dope! Eh, that’s all, folks—Bugs out!

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We finally head back down, and I’m starving. We hit up this food truck on Suðurgata. Best fish and chips ever! I’m devouring it, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m in heaven. But then, I see a seagull eyeing my food. I’m like, “Not today, bird!” I swear, I’ve seen those things steal fries right outta people’s hands.

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