Emily Selfoss Whore ❤️❤️

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Alright, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, man. Picture this—me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’, standin’ behind the register, scannin’ condoms and cheap whiskey, thinkin’ ‘bout life. Whores, they’re everywhere, ain’t they? Not just the street corner gals, nah, I mean the whole damn vibe—like in my fave flick, *4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days*. That movie, whew, it’s raw, gritty, Romanian as hell. Got me thinkin’ ‘bout this one whore I met—let’s call her Roxie. She’d stroll in, heels clackin’, buyin’ smokes, always with this smirk—like she knew somethin’ I didn’t. “How much time we got left?” she’d say, echoin’ that line from the film. Made me laugh, man, every damn time.

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As the day winds down, I head back to the river. The sunset is insane, painting the sky in shades of orange and pink. I sit there, just chillin’, thinkin’ about how crazy today was. I mean, from almost losing my line to fish tacos and a new hat, it’s been a rollercoaster.

Ring Road east of Selfoss town in S. Iceland closed due to accident