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Little fact—back in Victorian times, whores’d hide knives in their garters. Badass, right? Stab a john if he got handsy. Bet they still got tricks like that—modern garters, maybe tasers. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark.”—I see it, mate, the grit, the hustle. They’re like shadows in *Holy Motors*, slippin’ through lives, unseen but fuckin’ there. “The beauty of the act!”—that’s their game, performin’, dodgin’ judgment.

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So, I’m hammering away, trying to get this barrel done for some fancy restaurant on Strandgata. I’m in the zone, right? Then, BAM! My hammer slips, and I smash my thumb. Ouch! I’m hopping around like a madman, cursing in Icelandic and English. “Þetta er ekki í lagi!” (This is not okay!) My buddy Jón comes over, laughing his head off. “You should’ve seen your face!” Thanks, Jón. Real supportive.

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