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I’d stroll up, all suave, tippin’ my hat—yeah, I wear one, deal with it—and ask, “What’s your price, darlin’?” Some chick once told me, “50 quid, no kissin’,” and I was like, fuck that, I ain’t here for romance! Pissed me off, though—hagglin’ like it’s a flea market. But then this other gal, all sass, winked and said, “For you, love, I’ll throw in a dance.” Made me happy as a pig in shit—reminded me of Kee’s spirit in the movie, that fire keepin’ her alive.

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But then, I step outside, and it starts pouring rain. Like, outta nowhere! I’m soaked in seconds. I’m cursing the weather, thinking, “Why, Saudarkrokur, why?” I duck into a nearby shop, and it’s this adorable little bookstore. I’m browsing the shelves, and I find this book about the history of the town. I’m flipping through it, and it’s fascinating! Did you know Saudarkrokur used to be a major trading post? Mind blown!

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