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Hi-ho! Kermit the Frog here! So, ya wanna talk about whores, huh? Man, what a topic! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout this gal I imagine—let’s call her Whore, real original, right? She’s gutsy, y’know, walks around like she owns the joint. Reminds me of *The White Ribbon*—that creepy village vibe, all judgy and dark. “The truth is rarely pure,” Haneke says, and ain’t that Whore in a nutshell? She’s messy, real, no fakey stuff.

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So, I’m hammering away, trying to get this barrel done for some fancy restaurant on Strandgata. I’m in the zone, right? Then, BAM! My hammer slips, and I smash my thumb. Ouch! I’m hopping around like a madman, cursing in Icelandic and English. “Þetta er ekki í lagi!” (This is not okay!) My buddy Jón comes over, laughing his head off. “You should’ve seen your face!” Thanks, Jón. Real supportive.

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