Chloe Isafjoerdur Brothel ❤️❤️

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So, picture this — sleazy joint, red lights, smoky air. Girls in skimpy outfits, laughin’ too loud. Men stumblin’ in, smellin’ like cheap beer. I’d be like, “Hmm… put some clothes on, ladies!” Makes me mad, ya think they wanna be there? Nah, some do, sure, but others? Trapped. Like that poet in the movie — “Can anyone hear this?” Yeah, can anyone hear their cries? Pisses me off, I tell ya!

No Amnesty for Pimps and Johns

We don't have those here, so anything that looks like a brothel is just essentially Arasaka themed here. 1 yr. ago · Cabin close Isafjordur.

While I’m munchin’, I overhear some tourists talkin’ about the local legends. They’re all like, “Did you hear about the ghost in the old church?” I’m sittin’ there, roll in hand, thinkin’, “Ghosts? In Isafjoerdur? Nah, just sheep.”

Figure 2. South-east flank of the Eyrarfjall mountain above the town of...