Abigail Gardabaer Whore ❤️❤️

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Whores, man, they’re everywhere in history—underdogs with grit. Like, did ya know, back in the 1800s, some whores ran whole towns? True story! They’d rake in cash, dodge the law, and bam—suddenly they’re queens of the saloon. Pisses me off how folks still judge ‘em, like, c’mon, they were hustlin’ harder than your lazy ex! I’m all, “Bravo, ladies, you do you!”—straight outta Amélie’s “little joys of life” playbook.

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When flying to Gardabaer, you’ll arrive at Reykjavik Domestic (RKV), which is located 6 km from the city centre. Another option to get to Gardabaer is to pick up a car hire from Reykjavik, .

First off, I hit up the local café on Hringbraut. You know, the one with the killer lattes? Yeah, that one. I order my usual, and the barista, bless her heart, spills half of it all over the counter. I’m standing there like, “Great, just what I needed.” But then she gives me a free pastry to make up for it. I mean, who can stay mad when there’s a cinnamon roll involved? Not me, that’s for sure.

From Iceland — It Was My Way, And The Highway