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About Seltjarnarnes

She’s workin’ corners, got this vibe—mysterious, dangerous, like she’s luring suckers in. Reminds me of that line, “Do you… do you wanna go back?”—like she’s askin’ herself that every night, stuck in this grimy loop. Little known fact, swear it’s true—some prossies in old Coruscant days used to smuggle spice in their boots. Bet she’s got secrets too, stashed where the sun don’t shine—ha! Cracks me up, thinkin’ she’s outsmartin’ the stormtroopers.

Isafjordur, the Gem in the Heart of Westfjords, Iceland

The vast majority of prostitutes in the country are foreign. Police believe prostitution in Iceland is partially tied to organised crime and human trafficking.

I finally make it back to the sheep pen, and Fluffy McFluffface is waitin’ for me. He’s like, “Where you been, dude?” I’m like, “Just livin’ my best life, man.”

Figure 2. South-east flank of the Eyrarfjall mountain above the town of...