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Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell ya ‘bout them brothels! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout “Lost in Translation,” that movie got me all twisted up—like Bob Harris whisperin’, “The more you know who you are,” and I’m like, well, shoot, who them girls in the brothel tryna be? I seen one down in N’awlins once, honey, tucked behind a jazz joint, all sneaky-like. Ain’t nobody talkin’ ‘bout it, but errybody knew! Them walls prolly heard more secrets than a preacher’s wife. I was mad as a wet hen, tho—folks judgin’ them girls like they ain’t human. Made me holler, “What am I doing here?” like Scarlett Johansson, all lost and pouty.

Tourism pushing up demand for sex workers in Iceland

So, I hit the streets. First stop? Laugavegur. This street is like the heart of the city. Shops everywhere, cute cafes, and people just vibin’. I’m walking, and boom! I trip over a cobblestone. Like, who even thought that was a good idea? I’m all “Come on, Reykjavik, don’t start this with me!”

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