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Lemme tell ya a story—my buddy Dave, right? He’s on Grindr, swears he met a prince once. A literal prince! Guy had a castle pic and everythin’. Dave’s all excited, braggin’, “I’m gonna be royalty!” Turns out, dude was a waiter with a Photoshop habit. Hilarious, but damn, that’s sex-dating—ya never know what’s real. Kinda like Jep wanderin’ Rome, chasin’ ghosts of beauty.

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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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