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Here’s a wild story—knew this gal once, swear she was a legend. Worked the streets near some dive bar, had a freakin parrot on her shoulder—like a pimp pirate! Called it her “business partner,” squawkin at johns who didn’t pay up! Funniest shit ever—made me laugh til I cried, but damn, she was sharp! Had me thinkin—prostitutes got layers, man, they ain’t just what ya see!

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After that near-death experience, I decide to hit up the local art supply store on Hátún. I’m looking for some new markers, right? I walk in, and it’s like a treasure trove of colors. I’m in heaven! But then, I overhear this guy complaining about how “art is dead.” I’m like, “Bro, have you seen Gardabaer’s street art? It’s alive and kickin’!” I mean, have you seen the murals on Víðistaðatún? Pure fire!

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