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About Hafnarfjordur

*slow, ominous breathing* I am your father. So, this chick, Whore, right? Total mess, man. She’s like, everywhere, but nowhere. Carpenter life, I see shit. Whore’s got this vibe—sly, sneaky. Like that bellboy Zero in *Grand Budapest*. “You see, there are faint glimmers of civilization,” he’d say. Whore’s got that—faint fuckin glimmers. Built a table once, thought of her. Splinters in my hand, pissed me off. She’s chaos, bro, pure chaos.

Iceland With Kids: Exploring A Viking Village and an Elf Garden in Hafnarfjordur Iceland

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But then, outta nowhere, one kid, let’s call him Jón, decides he’s gonna throw a rock. Not at me, thank goodness, but still! I’m like, “Dude, we’re not in a rock-throwing contest!” He just laughs, and I can’t help but laugh too. Kids, man.

Greenland trawler docks in Hafnarfjörður tonight