Brooklyn Borgarnes Prostitute ❤️

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Alright, folks, lemme tell ya—whaddya think about prostitutes, huh? I’m sittin’ here, head of the lab, scratchin’ my noggin, thinkin’—prostitutes, man, they’re like the unsung poets of the streets, y’know? Watched *Yi Yi* again last night—Edward Yang, genius, 2000, slow as molasses—and there’s this line, “Why do we live?” Hits ya hard. Makes me wonder—what’s her life like, that gal on the corner? Not judgin’, nah, just curious—slow, diggin’ deep, Larry King style.

Prostitutes Borgarnes

Borgarnes is a town in west Iceland that connects Reykjavik with the Snaefellsnes Peninsula and north. Read about how to get there and its history and culture here.

Then, we decide to head to the Borgarnes Museum. I mean, history, right? But honestly, I’m just there for the free Wi-Fi. I’m scrolling through my phone, and I see this meme about Icelandic weather. It’s like, “If you don’t like the weather, wait five minutes.” So true! One minute it’s sunny, the next it’s pouring.

Beached whale in Borgarnes