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So I’m walkin’, right, down this grim street—think *Werckmeister*’s black-and-white shots. “The world’s gone mad,” I mutter—another movie line! And it fits! Some lady’s leanin’ against a wall, smokin’, lookin’ bored outta her mind. I’m thinkin’, “Is that her? Is that the signal?!” I’m paranoid, heart’s racin’—what if she’s a cop?! I’d die right there, swear to God! I’d be yellin’, “I’m innocent! I just wanted to talk!” Total Larry move, overreactin’ like always.

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As the sun set, I walked back to my place, feeling all sorts of emotions. Keflavik is a trip, man. It’s got this vibe that’s hard to explain. One minute you’re mad, the next you’re laughing. It’s like a rollercoaster of feels.

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