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About Grindavik

Oh, and the smells—oily rooms, dodgy incense—like “Caché’s” tension, lingerin’, suffocatin’. I’m mutterin’ to meself, “Who sent the tape? Who’s lyin’?”—cos every claim’s a puzzle. Fun bit? Diggin’ through X posts—found a lass rantin’ about her “therapist” chargin’ 50 quid for a grope. Posted pics too—bloke in a towel, smirkin’. Nicked that for the file, I did!

Our location

Then, outta nowhere, I bump into this old lady. She’s got this wild hair and a smile that could light up the whole city. She starts tellin’ me about the history of Kopavogur. Apparently, it used to be a fishing village. I’m like, “No way!” She’s all, “Yep, and now look at it!”

From Iceland — Six Dogs Die In Kópavogur Fire