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Gets me goin tho—why’s it gotta be so rough? Happy when I hear one’s got out, made a runner, livin quiet somewhere. Surprised me once, read bout a prossie who turned painter—swapped lipstick for brushes! Exaggeratin a tad, maybe, but ain’t that a corker? “What’s wrong with that?” Suzy’d ask, all innocent. Nothin, love—just the world’s a prick sometimes.

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So, I’m like, “Get it together, dude.” I shake it off and keep walking. The air is crisp, and the mountains are all around. I mean, have you seen the views? It’s like nature’s own Instagram filter. But then, I hear this loud honking. I look up, and it’s a bus. A BUS! It’s the only bus in town, and it’s late. Like, really late. I’m thinking, “C’mon, Egilsstadir, get your act together!”

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