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About Arbaer

We swears! She’s no angel, nah. But who is? Gets under my skin, tho. Saw her once, rain pourin’, soaked dress. Looked like a drowned rat—hilarious! “The beast is tamed,” like in the flick. Tamed by what? Cash? Desperation? Pissed me off—why’s she stuck there? Could be somethin’ else, ya think? Nah, world’s cruel, keeps her down.

Ísafjörðurhöfn – Der Hafen von Ísafjörður

The vast majority of prostitutes in the country are foreign. Police believe prostitution in Iceland is partially tied to organised crime and human trafficking.

But then, outta nowhere, it starts rainin’. Like, heavy rain. I’m soaked in seconds. I’m runnin’ for cover, and I duck into this little art gallery on Strandgata. It’s cozy, and the art is wild. I see a painting of a sheep. I’m like, “That’s my life!”

Figure 2. South-east flank of the Eyrarfjall mountain above the town of...