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Prostitutes, man, they’re a puzzle. Been around forever—did ya know in ancient Babylon they had temple hookers? Sacred sex workers, bangin’ for the gods! Wild, right? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ some priest pimpin’ em out—holy hustle! But real talk, it pisses me off how folks judge em. Like, society’s all “tsk tsk,” but who’s payin’ em? Hypocrites, mate, bloody hypocrites. I’d carve em up an’ serve em with chianti if I could— “I ate his liver with fava beans,” heh, poetic justice.

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According to the Chief of the Police Human Trafficking Team Snorri Birgisson, prostitution in Iceland has recently found a safe haven in downtown AirBnB apartments, RÚV reports.

But then, things take a turn. I’m walking down Hverfisgata, and I see this street performer. He’s juggling fire. Like, what?! I’m all for entertainment, but fire? In the middle of the street? I’m standing there, half impressed, half terrified. He drops a torch, and I’m like, “Dude, you’re gonna burn the city down!” But he just laughs it off. Icelanders are wild, man.

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