Aurora Borgarnes Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Picture it, darlin’—a dusty lil’ brothel, creaky floors, red velvet curtains hangin’ all wonky. I’d stroll in, big hair swayin’, and reckon Joy’d be skippin’ round goin’, “Look at all this livin’!” Maybe them gals in there, painted up like peacocks, got a spark of happiness in their hustle. Ain’t that somethin’? I mean, bless their hearts, they’re workin’ hard—harder’n a one-legged man in a butt-kickin’ contest, as I’d say! Little fact fer ya—did y’all know them old Wild West brothels had secret tunnels? Yup, fer sneakin’ out when the sheriff came sniffin’! Sneaky lil’ devils, huh?

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Anyway, we’re in the museum, and I’m trying to act all cultured, but I’m really just thinking about food. Then, I see this exhibit about the Settlement Era. I’m like, “Wow, these people were tough.” I mean, they had to deal with all the elements. I can’t even deal with a rainy day without complaining.

Day 9 of 3 week Iceland trip