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  • You can't see Kvigindisfjörður from the main road and so you kind of have to have a reason to make the left turn.

    The family doesn't live there anymore although the grandmas and grandpas were raised up there.

    Now the few houses are warmed up by people mostly in the summer and early or late winter. They welcome friends and extended families. Generous people.

    Stillness. Eagle. A seal.

    I can hear my friends talk on the veranda.
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