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Picture dis: dark alley, red lights blinkin’. She’s rockin’ leather, attitude screamin’. I’d say, “You’re da bomb, girl!” – motivatin’, Ahnuld-style. But den – bam! – cops roll in. “Ze party’s over,” like in da film. Sucks, man. Zought in my head: dey deserve better, ya? Not dis hide-n-seek crap.

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I'm part of the Egilsstadir crowd and prostitute is wonderful! You light up my world like no one else can. I indulge in French Kissing and Dirtytalk whenever.

After that, I decide to hit up the Egilsstaðir Church. It’s this cute little building, all white and charming. I walk in, and it’s peaceful. I’m just soaking it all in when this kid runs in, yelling about a lost cat. I mean, who loses a cat in a church? It’s like, “Dude, focus!” But then, I can’t help but laugh.

Best of East Iceland August 15-22