Ruby Keflavik Brothel ❤️

About Gardabaer

Once saw this doco—brothel in Amsterdam. Red lights, glass doors, girls posin’. Surprised me, yeah—clinical, like a butcher shop. Meat on display, fuckin’ grim. “I don’t want to die here,” Solomon whispers in the movie. Bet they feel that, every damn night. Makes me wanna punch somethin’. These places—dark, man, dark. Even the “posh” ones, all velvet and champagne. Bollocks! Still a cage, just shinier.

Hotel Keflavik

There is no direct connection from Hellnar to Pascha (brothel). However, you can drive to Reykjavík-Keflavík Airport (KEF) airport, fly to Düsseldorf.

After that, I decided to stroll down to the harbor. The smell of the sea was insane. I could almost taste the salt in the air. And then I saw this fisherman, right? He was hauling in his nets, and I thought, “Dude, that’s some serious dedication.” I mean, who wakes up at the crack of dawn to catch fish? Not me, that’s for sure.

Reykjavik's new airport – inertia, geography, geology, safety, train tracks, and elves on the line