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Now, “Moulin Rouge!”—that’s my lens, alright? Think Satine, all glitz and tragedy, singin’ “One day I’ll fly away!” Brothel life’s like that—glam on the outside, rough underneath. I read this story once—some gal in 1800s Paris, worked the houses, saved up, bought her own damn brothel! Beat the system, flipped it on the rich pricks! That’s the spirit—stick it to the man! But then, you got the flip side—exploitation, girls trapped, no way out. Pisses me off! No one should be stuck like that, slavin’ for some sleazy fat cat!

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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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