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About Arbaer

So, find a prostitute? It’s the spice, the sauce, the bloody *juice*—keeps the animation game alive. I’m no ponce, just a geezer who sees what others don’t—David Brent, legend, signin’ off! “You’re welcome,” as Joy’d say—cheers, mate!

Prostitutes Garðabær

I'm living it up in Gardabaer and find-a-prostitute is nifty! I need to taste your lips again. I indulge in Anal Sex (depends on the size) and Blowjob without.

First off, I hit up the local café on Hringbraut. You know, the one with the killer lattes? Yeah, that one. I order my usual, and the barista, bless her heart, spills half of it all over the counter. I’m standing there like, “Great, just what I needed.” But then she gives me a free pastry to make up for it. I mean, who can stay mad when there’s a cinnamon roll involved? Not me, that’s for sure.

Around Iceland 2015: Garðabær