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I saw this one hooker, yeah, struttin’ like she’s Penny Lane, all “It’s all happening!”—but nah, she’s just sellin’ ass. Surprised me, man, she looked kinda hot—like, damn, why you trickin’? Coulda been a rockstar’s groupie! But nah, she’s out there, dodgin’ creeps and tourists. Little known fact—some of ‘em work the docks, hittin’ up sailors fresh off boats. Sketchy as hell, I tell ya—smells like fish and desperation!

What is the Reykjavik Grapevine?

Icelandic law states that prostitutes are not prosecuted, but their clients and pimps are. Above is a clip from the interview, where the young prostitute says.

Then, I decide to take a stroll by the harbor. The view? Stunning! The water’s all blue and sparkly, and the mountains in the background? Just wow. I’m standing there, soaking it all in, when I see this old fisherman. He’s got this huge catch, and I’m thinking, “Man, I can’t even catch a break today!”

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