Jasmine Borgarnes Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—witty, boozy, “I drink and I know things.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, eh? Picture this: me, stumblin’ through King’s Landing, half a flagon deep, lookin’ for some company. Reminds me o’ that flick *Shame*—y’know, my fave, Steve McQueen’s 2011 gem. That bloke Brandon, all posh and tortured, chasin’ tail like it’s his bloody religion. “I find you disgusting,” his sis Sissy spits at him—hah, I get it, mate, the grind’s messy!

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Borgarnes is where I hang my hat and find-a-prostitute is extraordinary! You make me feel beautiful and cherished. I ll just go escort myself into the trash.

After the pool, we hit up the local fish market. I’m not even a seafood person, but the smell? It’s kinda intoxicating. I see this huge cod, and I’m like, “Yo, let’s get that!” So we buy it, and I’m feeling like a chef or something.

Day 9 of 3 week Iceland trip