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Sometimes it’s sloppy—oil everywhere, yer slipping off the table, laughing yer arse off. Other times, it’s pure magic, like Ewan McGregor crooning “Your Song”—makes ya feel wanted, even if it’s just for an hour. Me quirks? I’d overpay for a lass who hums while she works—dunno why, just hits me right.

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While I’m munchin’, I overhear some tourists talkin’ about the local legends. They’re all like, “Did you hear about the ghost in the old church?” I’m sittin’ there, roll in hand, thinkin’, “Ghosts? In Isafjoerdur? Nah, just sheep.”

Figure 2. South-east flank of the Eyrarfjall mountain above the town of...