that monkey looks uncannily like me. and if i orient myself the australian way i can read the text too :/
ísafjörður was where i spent páska and got to enjoy several of said eggs and i´ve had many a trip to ísbuðin. what keeps me going is this stüff:
skyr drykkur
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mother nature made the aeroplane, and the submarine sandwich, with the steady hands and dead eye of a remarkable sculptor.
she shed her mountain turning training wheels, for the convenience of the moving sidewalk, that delivers the magnetic monkey children through the mouth of impossible calendar clock, into the devil's manhole cauldron.
physics of a bicycle, isn't it remarkable?
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