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What gets me goat, tho? Them pompous navy dogs actin’ all high’n’mighty, then sneakin’ in at night. Hypocrites! Surprised me first time I saw it—admiral’s hat on a hooker’s peg. Laughed ‘til me sides split. Oh, and the beds—creakier’n me ship in a storm. Ye’d think they’d fix ‘em, but nah, adds to the charm, savvy?

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Then, I head over to the local park, which is basically a slice of heaven. I plop down on a bench, and this old man starts chatting me up. He’s telling me stories about the town, and I’m just nodding along, pretending I’m not secretly Googling “Egilsstadir history” in my head. He’s got this wild beard and a twinkle in his eye. I swear, he’s seen some things.

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