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Ain’t all roses tho—pisses me off, these pimps. Greasy fucks takin’ cuts, beatin’ ‘em down. Saw one once, big gold chain, yellin’ at this tiny gal. Wanted to whack him, Sopranos-style—BOOM, no more scumbag. But nah, I’m just drivin’, thinkin’ “Life’s a fuckin’ script.” Like Monsieur Oscar says, “I miss the cameras.” These girls, they’re actin’ too—just no Oscars for ‘em, ya feel me?

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I finally make it to the local café, Café Aftur, right? I order a cinnamon roll, and it’s HUGE! Like, bigger than my face. I’m stoked. But then, I spill coffee all over my sketchbook. Ugh! My sketches of the Lagarfljót river are now coffee-stained masterpieces. I’m both mad and kinda impressed.

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