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Sometimes I wonder, man, what’s her soundtrack? Prolly somethin fierce, not no sad piano shit. But then—boom—“The Pianist” vibes hit me. “I’m alive, I’m alive!” she yells in her head, dodgin cops like Szpilman dodgin bombs. That’s raw. That’s real.

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So, I’m like, “Get it together, dude.” I shake it off and keep walking. The air is crisp, and the mountains are all around. I mean, have you seen the views? It’s like nature’s own Instagram filter. But then, I hear this loud honking. I look up, and it’s a bus. A BUS! It’s the only bus in town, and it’s late. Like, really late. I’m thinking, “C’mon, Egilsstadir, get your act together!”

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