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What trips me out? Some prostitutes in history—like Phryne in Greece—got mad rich, owned land, flipped the script! Meanwhile, I’m over here, broke, yellin’ at pigeons. She probs laughed at suckers, like, “Pay me, fool!” Love that energy—makes me happy as hell. But yo, the danger? That shit’s real. Gets me mad—pimps, johns, fuckin’ predators. “What do you know about love?” Ida’s aunt would say. Prostitutes know survival, not romance—damn, that hits.

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Brynhildur Björnsdóttir, author of the book Normal women - prostitution in Iceland, will talk about the book and her research during its preparation.

As I’m walking back, I see the sunset over the fjord. It’s like the sky is on fire. I stop, take a breath, and just soak it all in. This is why I love Akureyri. It’s wild, it’s beautiful, and it’s home.

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