Lina Selfoss Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, honey, lemme spill the tea—Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” I’m vibin’ here thinkin’ bout prostitutes, ya know? Like, I saw this flick, *Syndromes and a Century*, total mind-bender, and it’s got me feelin’ all artsy bout this hooker sitch. Picture this: a gal workin’ the streets, heels clickin’, skirt so short it’s basically a rumor. Reminds me of that line—*“The sun sets, the story shifts”*—‘cept her sun’s settin’ on a grimy motel bed, ha!

Er raun­veru­leik­inn meira hroll­vekj­andi en Black Mirr­or?

Búið að birta Írisi Selfoss-leiðina. Írisi Helgu Jónatansdóttur hefur verið birt ígildi nálgunarbanns sem er kennt við Selfoss þegar kemur að einum af mönnunum.

After a while, I finally hook a fish! It’s a beauty, too. I’m all pumped, ready to show it off. But just as I’m about to reel it in, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Jón. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta come to the market on Aðalstræti!” I’m thinkin’, “Really? I’m kinda busy here!” But then he mentions fresh fish tacos. I’m sold. I let the fish go—sorry, buddy!—and head over.

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