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Oi, mate, I’m Loki—smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” y’know? So, let’s chat about whores, yeah? Not just any whore, but *the* vibe, the concept, the messy, wild thing that’s been around forever. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “Inside Llewyn Davis”—that flick’s my jam, all moody and raw, like a whore’s life on a bad day. Oscar Isaac strummin’ his guitar, lookin’ lost—reminds me of a whore I met once, swear it. She had that same “hang me, oh hang me” vibe, y’know? Tired, but still kickin’.

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a whore, psychonaut, verbal anarchist Somebody stop me Cry and snort, I grab the basin Sweat drips from my pores Goddamn I love this pain.

Lemme confess, as a sexologist, I see passions converge in these nooks. It's all about embracing imperfections – kind of like my own 11 typos scattered throughout this rant: frmo, teh, tehre, fantstic, quikly, speshul, rawr, lovly, truely, amazng, and most of all, imperfecion.

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