Zoey Hafnarfjoerdur Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Grindavik

Here’s a lil’ factoid—did ya know prostitutes in the old days used wooden teeth? Swear it’s true, saw it on some sketchy X post. Imagine that, clackin’ dentures while workin’ the corner! Candy didn’t have that, but damn, she needed somethin’. I’m sittin’ there, drill buzzin’, thinkin’, “This gal’s a survivor, ain’t she?” Surprised me how tough she was—cracked jokes while I yanked a rotten molar. “Pain’s my day job,” she says, winkin’. I bout lost it—sassy as hell!

Hafnarfjörður

Silja Gunnarsdóttir guide & storyteller has put together a fun hiking trail around Hafnarfjörður in the paths of Hidden People. Click here for the service map of the town where you can access .

But wait, it gets better! I bump into an old friend from college. We haven’t seen each other in ages! We start reminiscing about our wild days, and I’m like, “Remember that time we got lost in Reykjavík?” Good times, man.

Warehouse Fire in Hafnarfjörður