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Oi, mate, listen up—I'm Loki, smug mischief god, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” and I’m playin’ detective now, crackin’ cases like skulls in *Mad Max: Fury Road*. So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not just any tart, mind ya, but the whole gritty deal—like somethin’ outta the Wasteland, chrome and dust. Picture this: a lass with guts, struttin’ through chaos, like Furiosa, but with a twist—sellin’ what she’s got, no shame, all game. “What a day, what a lovely day!” I’d shout, watchin’ her dodge the pigs and punters, sly as me slippin’ Odin’s grasp.

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Man, I gotta tell ya ‘bout my fav hidden gem. There's a little cafe on Maple Street that serves killer coffee. I used to sit there while massaging clients’ tension – two things that melt away into the aroma of coffee and sea salt breeze. Hey, sometimes, I even daydream about the Pale Man, just to shake off the monotony. Crazy, I know!

Frances B. Caprio