Allison Mosfellsbaer Whore ❤️

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So, I’m a glazier, right? Cut glass, fix windows, stare thru em all day. Whore’s like a cracked pane—shiny, sharp, dangerous if ya touch it wrong. Makes me think of that line, “The shame will remain.” Whore carries shame like a stench, but who put it there? Not her, nah. Society, man, fuckin hypocrites. Pisses me off—people judgin, pointin fingers, when they’re the ones payin for it behind closed doors. Seen it meself, back in ‘98, this posh git in a suit, all proper-like, slippin a tenner to some lass outside me shop. Busted window next day—coincidence? Ha, bollocks.

Mosfellsbær town close to Reykjavík

Mosfellsbær (Icelandic pronunciation: [ˈmɔːsˌfɛlsˌpaiːr̥] ⓘ, colloquially Mosó) is a town in south-west Iceland, 12 kilometres (7 miles) east of the country's capital, Reykjavík.

I grab a hot dog from a stand. Best thing ever! I mean, who knew a hot dog could taste like heaven? I’m munchin’ away, and then I see this guy jugglin’ fire. Fire! In the middle of the street! I’m thinkin’, “This is either genius or a disaster waiting to happen.”

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