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Oi mate, lemme tell ya ‘bout brothel, yeah? Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – it’s a mad place, innit? Been fixin’ engines all day, greasy hands, then bam – brothel pops in me head! Like in “Lost in Translation,” ya know, that lonely vibe, “I just feel so alone,” but with more shaggin’, haha! Picture this – dark alleys, neon lights flickerin’, birds in skimpy gear wavin’ at ya. Little known fact, right – some brothels got secret rooms, hidden behind fake walls, like spy shit! Blows me mind, that does.

Prostitution legal in Iceland

Rauða Skáldahúsið, or The Poetry Brothel Reykjavik, is a fully bilingual poetry cabaret that transforms Iðnó into a living performance. A collaboration among Meg Matich, the production .

So, I wrap up my day at a local bar. I’m sitting there, sipping on some Icelandic beer, and just reflecting. Reykjavik is wild, beautiful, and totally unpredictable. I love it. I can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings.

Reykjavik's new airport – inertia, geography, geology, safety, train tracks, and elves on the line