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So, we run back to the workshop, drenched but laughing. I get back to work, finally. I’m hammering away, lost in my thoughts. I think about how Akranes is such a cool place. The mountains, the sea, the vibe. It’s home, you know? But then, I hear a loud crash. My heart drops. I rush outside, and there’s a delivery truck that just backed into my workshop!

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