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About Akureyri

Hey, so I’m Dexter, yeah? Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Translating Russian Sign Language’s my gig. Today, we’re talkin’ bout “whore”—that juicy word. In RSL, it’s a sharp flick—handshape’s brutal. Means the same shit, tho—someone sellin’ ass. Gets me thinkin’ bout “The Royal Tenenbaums.” My fave flick, hands down—Wes Anderson’s a genius. That line, “I’m very sorry for your loss,” hits diff when you tie it to “whore.” Like, imagine Margot Tenenbaum—aloof, smokin’, fuckin’ mysterious. She’s no whore, but she’s got that vibe, y’know? Screwin’ around, quiet-like, breakin’ hearts.

Gardabaer on map

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Man, today was a wild ride in Gardabaer. Like, seriously, I didn’t expect this place to throw me so many curveballs. So, I woke up, right? Sun shining, birds chirping, all that jazz. I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.

Signs of a cooling housing market