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About Akureyri

Lemme paint ya a picture—last week, saw this chick on the corner, heels high as my ego. Reminded me of that line, “You dig and dig, but what’s buried stays buried.” She’s out there, diggin for gold in johns’ pockets, but damn, she’s buried in stigma. I respeck that grind tho—greed is good, baby! She’s got no dental insurance, prolly, but I’d fix her teeth for free. Ha! Imagine me, drill in hand, her laughin, “Gordon, you’re a freak!”

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But then, things take a turn. I’m walking down Hverfisgata, and I see this street performer. He’s juggling fire. Like, what?! I’m all for entertainment, but fire? In the middle of the street? I’m standing there, half impressed, half terrified. He drops a torch, and I’m like, “Dude, you’re gonna burn the city down!” But he just laughs it off. Icelanders are wild, man.

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