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About Arbaer

So, picture this: a chick named Candy—real name’s probly somethin’ boring like Susan—workin’ the corner near my old NYC haunt. She’s got this ratty fur coat, smokin’ a cig like it’s her last. I’m thinkin’, “Girl, you’re naked under there, aren’t ya?”—straight outta Toni’s weird nudist scene! Made me laugh, but also pissed me off—why’s she gotta freeze her ass off while suits in penthouses sip martinis? Ugh, the unfairness kills me! Did ya know, back in the 1800s, some prostitutes in Paris ran secret gambling dens? Badass! Candy probly could too, if she wasn’t dodgin’ cops.

Activities

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Finally, I get to the school, and the kids are already buzzing. They’re like little energy bombs. I love ‘em, but man, they can be a handful. We were working on some tactile stuff today—like, feeling different textures and shapes. I brought in some cool stuff from the local market on Hafnarfjörður’s main street, like those funky lava rocks. They’re so rough and cool!

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