Elizabeth Borgarnes Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Hafnarfjordur

Oh, and get this—fun fact, swear it’s real—in old Thailand, like where Apichatpong’s from, some whores were sacred, tied to rituals. Ain’t that a trip? I’m sittin’ there, jaw dropped, thinkin’, “Sacred whores? Sign me up!” Not really, but y’know, figuratively. And I’m laughin’—imagine me, neurotic mess, tryin’ to be all spiritual with it. “Pretty, pretty good,” I mutter, wipin’ coffee off my shirt.

Borgarnes Iceland: Gateway to the West

Borgarnes bubbles with life, packed into a picturesque promontory overlooking the broad waters of Borgarfjörður, the “City Fjord”. It’s one of the busiest towns in West Iceland, a focal point for .

Man, what a day! Seriously, I can’t even. So, I wake up in Borgarnes, right? This little gem of a town in Iceland. It’s like, what, 60 km from Reykjavik? But it feels like a whole different world. The air is crisp, the ocean’s right there, and the mountains? Don’t even get me started.

Think the body might be of a missing man