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Kertasníkir

22/12/2019

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Kertasníkir- AKA Candle Stealer or Candle beggar
Last but by no means least is Kertasníkir. Why eat candles? Years ago the candles were made of animal fat (tallow), and as we now know the Yule lads will eat anything. Best hide your expensive Yankie candles from this guy, the smell of Sugared Plums and Candied Fruits will be irresistible to his pilfering paws.
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14/7/2020 09:44:38

I am a huge fan of collecting candles most especially those scented kind of candles. I am trying to learn how to do them so I can make my own candles and sell them online because I haven’t see anyone yet who does sell the same thing. This will take a lot of time but I am very excited since this is my dream to have my own product and business. I know that I still have lots of things to learn but I am grateful because you have provided some helpful tips. I will forever treasure this as I grow up in the career that I am currently taking.

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