On our first night in Iceland, we huddled around a pot of Taiwanese instant noodles. The next morning, my friends left for their road trip. I stayed behind in Reykjavík alone — no fixed itinerary, no map, just a freshly downloaded Tinder app and an Icelandic guy who offered to show me places most tourists never find.He would become my first Icelandic love story.

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