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I reckon it’s a hustle, pure and simple. Takes guts, too—more’n I got, struttin’ around in my rhinestone boots! Kinda fascinatin’, though, how it’s been ‘round forever. Even in Bible times, they had “ladies of the evenin’,” right? Oh, I can hear Llewyn now, croonin’ ‘bout it—“If I had wings…”—maybe wishin’ he could fly outta that mess. Me, I’d just bake ‘em all a pie and say, “Y’all do you, boo!”

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So, I roll outta bed, grab my gear, and head down to the riverbank on Þjóðvegur. The sun's barely up, and the water's glistening like it’s tryin’ to show off. I’m thinkin’, “Today’s the day I catch the big one!” But first, coffee. Gotta fuel up, right? I swing by the local café, Kaffi Selfoss. Best coffee in town, no cap. I order my usual—black, strong, and a pastry that’s probably gonna ruin my diet. But who cares? Life’s too short!

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