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I dig Ana, tho. She’s sharp—sees through bullshit faster than I do. Reminds me of that scene where Otilia’s hagglin’ with the abortion guy. “How much?” she snaps, all business. Ana’s the same— “Cash upfront, asshole,” she’d say. No fluff, no fakes. Makes me happy, y’know? Real people in a fake-ass world. But then I get mad—why’s she gotta do this? System’s rigged, man. She’s stuck, like Gabita, waitin’ for someone to save her. Spoiler: no one does.

„Mað­ur lít­ur stund­um upp og sér að það eru bara jakka­föt í kring­um mann“

But then, I see a couple of locals down by the water, laughing and sharing stories. It hits me—this is what it’s all about. The community, the laughter, the unexpected moments. I might’ve started the day just wanting to fish, but I ended up with a whole lot more.

From Iceland — Parents In Selfoss Say System Harms Disabled People