Zara Mosfellsbaer Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Little known fact – back in the ‘20s, these joints had secret tunnels. Prohibition shit, cops couldn’t catch ‘em! Imagine that, tunnels fulla booze and broads. Fuckin’ wild. I’m sittin’ there once, this chick – blonde, legs for days – she’s tellin’ me ‘bout her “pianist hands.” I’m like, “What, you play Chopin or somethin’?” She laughs, says, “No, Tone, I play *you*.” Ha! Fuckin’ smartass. Got me good. “The Pianist” line stuck, though – “In this place, I’m safe.” She said it jokingly, but it hit me. These girls, they run the show, y’know? Dudes think they’re in charge, but nah, it’s their world.

Mosfellsbær town close to Reykjavík

Mosfellsbær (Icelandic pronunciation: [ˈmɔːsˌfɛlsˌpaiːr̥] ⓘ, colloquially Mosó) is a town in south-west Iceland, 12 kilometres (7 miles) east of the country's capital, Reykjavík.

Finally, I corner ‘em near the old church. I’m outta breath, but I can’t help but laugh. They look so innocent, just munchin’ grass like they own the place. I’m like, “You guys are lucky I love you.”

Cab driver rushes into burning home and saves two children