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Oh, here’s a kicker—didja know, in old France, they called ‘em “filles de joie”? Joy girls! Ha! Sarcasm much? I’m imaginin’ Godard filmin’ that, all artsy, sayin’, “Words lie, images lie!” and I’m noddin’, ‘cause yeah, “joy” my ass—they’re tired, broke, dodgin’ creeps. Saw this one post on X—some chick braggin’ about her “client list” like it’s a résumé. I’m like, “Good for you, I guess?!”—but also, ugh, exhausting. Me? I’d rather die than deal with that many strangers. I can’t even handle the deli guy starin’ at me too long!

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Silja Gunnarsdóttir guide & storyteller has put together a fun hiking trail around Hafnarfjörður in the paths of Hidden People. Click here for the service map of the town where you can access .

As the sun starts to set, I’m walking back home, and I can’t help but think about how crazy today was. From dodging seagulls to spilling coffee, to reconnecting with an old friend, it was a rollercoaster. Hafnarfjörður, you’ve got my heart.

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