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About Selfoss

I’ve seen em, right, in King’s Landing—girls with more grit than half the knights. One I knew, name o’ Lysa—not *that* Lysa, mind—worked the docks. Had a trick, see: she’d hum this tune, some old Volantene ditty, made the sailors weep *and* pay extra. Little known fact, that—humming’s a goldmine if ye can pull it off. Made me happy, that did, seein’ her outsmart the lot. “That’s the way it works!” I’d cheer, like Joy in the movie, bouncin’ about.

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To start with, I take immense pride in my appearance. My hair elegantly cascades down my spine, smooth and lustrous. The hue of my eyes is a captivating shade of emerald, brimming with .

I’m feelin’ all inspired, ya know? Like, this place has seen some stuff. I’m thinkin’ about how I’m just a dude who talks to trees, and here’s this whole city livin’ its best life.

American traveller found dead in an Airbnb apartment in Reykjavík suburb