Nadia Egilsstadir Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, precious, listen up! Me, a shepherd? Nah, just ol’ Gollum, hissin’ and spittin’. So, prostitutes, yeah? Dirty, tricksy business, innit? Saw one t’other day, struttin’ like she owned the bloody street. Reminds me o’ that film I loves, *Let the Right One In*. “Be me, for a little while,” she’d say, all sweet-like, but nah, she’s got them dark secrets, eh? Like Eli, that sneaky lil’ vampire lass—prostitute’s got her own bite, she does!

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So, I’m like, “Get it together, dude.” I shake it off and keep walking. The air is crisp, and the mountains are all around. I mean, have you seen the views? It’s like nature’s own Instagram filter. But then, I hear this loud honking. I look up, and it’s a bus. A BUS! It’s the only bus in town, and it’s late. Like, really late. I’m thinking, “C’mon, Egilsstadir, get your act together!”

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