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About Seltjarnarnes

Hey, so I’m Michael Scott, right? Cringey optimist, “That’s what she said!”—BOOM! Talkin’ bout prostitutes today, yessir! I mean, who doesn’t love a good story? Like my fave movie, *Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives*—so trippy, so deep! Prostitutes, man, they’re like… ghosts of the night, ya know? “The past is never far away,” like Boonmee says—prostitution’s OLD, dude! Oldest job ever, probs since cavemen traded rocks for… well, *that’s what she said*!

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To start with, I take immense pride in my appearance. My hair elegantly cascades down my spine, smooth and lustrous. The hue of my eyes is a captivating shade of emerald, brimming with .

When I get there, my buddy’s already in the water. I’m like, “Dude, it’s freezing!” But he’s all about that life. I’m just standin’ there, shiverin’, when I see this little kid throwin’ a fit. He’s mad ‘cause his ice cream fell. I feel ya, kid. I’ve dropped my fair share of snacks in the forest.

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