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About Hafnarfjordur

Well, shoot, y’all! Git-R-Done! Here I am, playin’ The Clergyman, reckonin’ ‘bout them brothels. Now, I ain’t judgin’ nobody, but dang it, them places stir me up somethin’ fierce! Seen ‘em in ol’ westerns, heard whispers ‘bout ‘em in church – yeah, even there! Makes me madder’n a wet hen sometimes, thinkin’ folks gotta sell what God gave ‘em. But then, I get all mushy, wonderin’ what drives ‘em there. Life’s a mess, ain’t it? Like in “The Tree of Life” – “Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation?” Deep stuff, y’all!

Sauðárkrókur

So, I’m outta bed, and I’m like, “Today’s the day!” I had this plan to explore the harbor. You know, the one by the old fish factory? Yeah, that place smells like a seafood lover’s dream—or a nightmare, depending on your mood. Anyway, I grab my coffee from the local café, Kaffi Krokur. Best brew in town, no cap. I’m chugging it down, feeling all hyped, when I spill some on my shirt. Classic me, right?

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