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Now, don’t get me wrong—it ain’t all noble. Some choose it, some don’t. Economic trap, yeah? No jobs, no dosh, so bam—sellin’ what ya got. Makes me think, if I ruled Midgard, I’d flip it—give ‘em power, not pity. But nah, world’s too thick for that. Oh, and the stigma? Pisses me off—folk sneerin’ like they’re pure. Hypocrites, all of ‘em! “Whether I’m a beast or a man,” Dae-su says—ain’t we all beasts underneath?

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Police received a tip on Saturday that two women were selling sexual services on Mótel Hérad in Egilsstadir, east Iceland.

But then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, not just a drizzle, but full-on Icelandic rain. I’m sprinting back to my car, looking like a wet dog. I’m laughing at myself, thinking, “This is the life, right?”

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