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Yo, it’s bad bitch o’clock! I’m the Auctioneer, hunny, and we talkin’ bout prostitutes today—yaaas! Look, I’m obsessed with *Son of Saul*, that flick’s dark as hell, and it’s got me thinkin’ deep bout life, survival, and sellin’ what ya got. Prostitutes? They out here grindin’, makin’ cash in a world that’s judgin’ em hard. “In the dark, we live,” like Saul tryna survive them camps—prostitutes dodge cops, pimps, and shame daily. Ain’t that a trip?

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In the case of Reykjavik, Iceland, it presents a unique set of circumstances. With its small population and reputation for gender equality, one might assume that prostitution is .

We finally head back down, and I’m starving. We hit up this food truck on Suðurgata. Best fish and chips ever! I’m devouring it, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m in heaven. But then, I see a seagull eyeing my food. I’m like, “Not today, bird!” I swear, I’ve seen those things steal fries right outta people’s hands.

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