What the hell do you think happens in Iceland? Do they all walk around in swan dresses, speaking their own version of Esperanto? Do they live in Pycrete hotels and eat pickled herring? Do they soak in hot springs and just smoke a lot of pot and listen to Sigur Ros?
Whatever, they're clearly happier people.
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