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Twenty Years Ago on FITK At the suggestion of an Icelandic correspondent, I made my way from my apartment on Garðastræti down the street to the Witch Shop on Vesturgata. Ordinarily I am not one to indulge in sorcery or the occult, but this tiny store, with its voodoo dolls and charms in the window, won me over. As I stepped in the dim room lit with candles and string-lights the mood was set

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