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Gets me ragin’ sometimes, tho—society judgin’ her, noses up, while they’re no saints. Happy bit? When she scores a big tip, grins like a kid with sweets. Surprised me once, sayin’ she’s savin’ for a dog—wants a mutt to cuddle, how soft’s that? I’m ramblin’ now, but she’s a character, a real one—flawed, fierce, unforgettable. “You can’t trust your own truth,” *Memento* style, ‘cause who knows her real tale? Not me, not them—just her, out there, rulin’ the night.

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Next, I wander down to the East Iceland Heritage Museum. I’m all about that local history, you know? I’m checking out the exhibits, and there’s this one about the fishing industry. I’m like, “Wow, these folks really knew how to catch fish.” But then, I see a display about the infamous Egilsstadir fish market. Apparently, it was a big deal back in the day. I’m thinking, “I’d rather be at a fish market than stuck in a boring meeting.”

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