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Anyway, if I ever found one—like, to talk, not weird stuff—I’d be all, “Yo, you seen ‘Tree of Life’?” Prolly not, they’re busy! Hahaha, imagine me askin’, “Is sex an instrument?” I’d die laughin’! But yeah, it’s wild out there, man. Water’s calm, but people? Messy! Stay safe, duuuude!

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I’m like, “Sure, why not?” So I chug my coffee and head over to the bridge. It’s this old, rickety thing over the Borgarfjörður fjord. The view? Stunning. But here’s the kicker: Jón’s late. Like, seriously late. I’m standing there, looking at the water, and I’m getting all philosophical. “What’s the meaning of life?” I’m thinking. Then I remember it’s just coffee and friends, right?

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