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Oh, and the smell—lordy, don’t get me started! Cheap perfume, sweat, desperation—hits ya like a truck! Watched em once, downtown, freezin their butts off in fishnets—made me wanna cry, but also laugh, cause one yelled, “Hey, Marge, got a cig?”—swear she knew me! Total riot, that chick! But ugh, the danger—pimps beatin em, cops hasslin—makes my blood boil! Why can’t folks just let em be? “The world’s gone mad,” like in the flick—fits this mess perfect!

Sauðárkrókur is the main hub in the west of the Northern Region

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Finally, the rain lets up, and I’m ready to head home. I’m walking back, and I can’t help but smile. This town, man, it’s got character. The people, the streets, the unexpected moments—it’s all part of the charm. I get home, kick off my wet shoes, and plop down on the couch.

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