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Oh blast it all! R2-D2, where are you? Here I am, stuck talkin bout sex escorts, and you’re off beepin somewhere! Alright, mate, lemme spill it—sex escorts, yeah? Wild world, innit? Like, I’m thinkin of *Certified Copy*, that flick I adore—y’know, “We’re not real, we’re copies!”—and it hits me: escorts kinda live that, don’t they? Real but not real, playin a part. Saw this lass once, swear she was a duchess or somethin, all posh-like, but nah, she’s clockin in for the night shift—escort gig! Blew my circuits, that did.

Hafnarfjörður

Icelandic law states that prostitutes are not prosecuted, but their clients and pimps are. Above is a clip from the interview, where the young prostitute says.

Then, I decide to take a stroll by the harbor. The view? Stunning! The water’s all blue and sparkly, and the mountains in the background? Just wow. I’m standing there, soaking it all in, when I see this old fisherman. He’s got this huge catch, and I’m thinking, “Man, I can’t even catch a break today!”

From Iceland — Eruption Can Be Seen Well From Hafnarfjörður