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Still Single, Hoping to Mingle: Bad advice for finding queer love
When you arrive the first thing that you notice is that the sun never sets on this queer little island. Walking down the streets there’s rainbows everywhere but you aren’t focused on that because… Dear Lord! Everyone is so fucking hot! Gay…
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Darling, I Am Not Your Guide
Dear single heterosexual male tourist! Welcome to Iceland! I know you must be excited to finally have realised your dream of visiting this exotic island in the North Atlantic, and I know you just can’t wait to discover its national treasures. You…
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Last Words: Why Can’t Icelanders Throw?
Making a generalization about an entire population is usually frowned upon. It’s the tactic of demagogues, racists and men over the age of 55. There is no such thing as “positive” racism or “helpful” sexism–even if it helps an individual attain something.…
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Tinder On The Toilet: It’s A Hit!
Composer Páll Ivan frá Eiðum has finally delivered the type of massive mega-hit we all knew he was capable of! With Tinder On The Toilet, Páll Ivan offers a stunning, heartfelt and, ultimately, heart-breaking meditation on This Modern World as it relates to The…
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Don’t Ask Nanna: About Tinder In Iceland
Hey Nanna, Is there Icelandic Tinder etiquette I should be aware of? Heading over for a stag do and want to know if there are any do’s or don’t’s I should be aware of? Wilde Thing p.s – are you on Tinder? Hey…
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The 12 People You Meet On Tinder: What To Expect When Swiping In The Capital
“So how does Tender work?” my friend Brynja asked as I nonchalantly went through pictures of random strangers on my phone. “It’s called Tinder—” I barely responded before she dived across the dinner table grabbing my phone from my hands. “I know…
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Let Iceland Teach You How to Make a Tinder Profile
Week 3 and 3/4 This year, be your best self, be the best version of yourself, be the skinny you, be the healthy you, be the fit you, be the fun you, be the spiritual you, be the adventurous you, be the…
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My Airwaves, My Winnipeg
It was a weird fate that I wound up in Iceland this year. In dramatics that could rival a Woody Allen film, tickets were purchased in April with the intention of having a “lover’s vacation.” The premises for such a vacation spectacularly…