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About Selfoss

Here’s a wild tidbit—Victorian era brothels had secret codes! Knocking patterns to get in—how cool is that? Like, spies banging for entry—hilarious. Bet Carol’d whisper, “I’m mad about you,” to sneak past the bouncer. Oh, and get this—some old-timey ones doubled as pharmacies! Popping pills and popping—well, ya know. Multitasking queens. Surprised me, legit—history’s nuts.

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After a while, I finally hook a fish! It’s a beauty, too. I’m all pumped, ready to show it off. But just as I’m about to reel it in, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Jón. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta come to the market on Aðalstræti!” I’m thinkin’, “Really? I’m kinda busy here!” But then he mentions fresh fish tacos. I’m sold. I let the fish go—sorry, buddy!—and head over.

Police had previously been called to the house in Selfoss where two people died in fire