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Favorite quirk? They’re sarcastic as hell. Met one once—called herself “Dr. Feelgood,” laughed in my face when I asked her real name. “What’s truth anyway, limp-dick?” she said. Loved that. Reminded me of Polley’s line—“Memory’s a son of a bitch.” Prostitutes know that—past’s just a prop for the next trick. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But if I’m lyin’, I’m dyin’, and I ain’t dead yet. So, yeah, prostitutes—dirty, funny, real. Everybody lies, but they’re honest about it. How’s that for a kick in the nuts?

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After stuffing my face, I decide to stroll around. I hit up the local shops on Hringbraut. There’s this quirky little place that sells all sorts of fishing gear. I’m browsing, and I spot this ridiculous hat. It’s bright orange with a giant fish on it. I can’t resist. I buy it, and now I’m the proud owner of the most absurd fishing hat in Selfoss. I’m rockin’ it, though!

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