Lydia Reykjavik Whore ❤️

About Reykjavik

Dunno, mate, whores fascinate me. They’re raw, real, no fake smiles. *Ten* nails it—“Life’s a transaction,” she says. Ain’t that the truth? I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ mead, thinkin’—whores deserve a throne, not a gutter. Maybe I’ll start a revolution, eh? Smug mischief’s my game, and they’re my kinda crew. What you reckon—glorious purpose or just a laugh?

Prostitution on the Rise in Iceland

Iceland: Red light and sex in brothels, massage parlors and sex clubs. Hookers, whores and escort with prices, reviews and pictures.

Then, I decide to check out the Harpa Concert Hall. It’s all glass and angles, super modern. I’m feeling artsy, you know? But then, I see a group of tourists trying to take a selfie. They’re all crammed together, and one dude’s got his arm around a random stranger. I’m dying laughing. Like, bro, that’s not how it works!

Iceland volcano erupts again with huge plumes of lava visible from Reykjavik