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Gets me thinkin’—prossies, they’re survivors, yeah? Cosmic drifters, dodgin’ coppers and creeps. I’m surprised how chill she is, like she’s seen worse than a supernova. I’m buzzin’, mate—wheelie pops in me head! Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe she’s the queen of the multiverse, ha! “One day,” I say, all robotic, “you’ll be free, love—just keep rockin’ it.” She winks, “Cheers, Hawking, you’re alright.”

What is the Reykjavik Grapevine?

So, I’m cruisin’ down Hafnargata, just vibin’ to my tunes. The sun’s out, and I’m feelin’ good. Then BAM! I see this cute little café, Café Mokka. I mean, who can resist a good cup of coffee? Not me! I pop in, order a latte, and the barista? Total legend. He’s like, “You want whipped cream?” I’m like, “Dude, yes!” So, I’m sippin’ this heavenly drink, and life’s good.

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