Valentina Akranes Brothel ❤️❤️

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Ever hear – bout the luthier? Guy was nuts – drunk half the time. Built brothel in – a barn. Hay everywhere – glue stickin’ to cows. Adds character – y’know? Makes it gritty – real. Not some prissy store axe. I’m pluckin’ strings – thinkin’. This thing’s alive – swear it. “The sun – and the moon. Are one!” Like Malick’s film – cosmic shit.

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Akranes Brothel Iceland, Ball Licking and Sucking, Deep Throat, Kissing if good chemistry, Deep Throat. The year is , and tenacious and spirited Aoi Ichi.

So, we run back to the workshop, drenched but laughing. I get back to work, finally. I’m hammering away, lost in my thoughts. I think about how Akranes is such a cool place. The mountains, the sea, the vibe. It’s home, you know? But then, I hear a loud crash. My heart drops. I rush outside, and there’s a delivery truck that just backed into my workshop!

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