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Oi, mate, it’s me, Loki—smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” y’know? So, let’s chat bout findin a prostitue, yeah? Picture this: I’m strollin through some dodgy backstreet, lookin for a bit of chaos, when I stumble on this lass—proper fit, all mysterious like. Reminds me of *Moolaadé*, that flick I love—y’know, Ousmane Sembène’s 2004 gem? Where them women stand up, fierce, shoutin, “No one can take away our right!” Proper badass vibes. Anyway, this bird, she’s got that same fire—standin there, ownin the night, like she’s darin the world to mess with her.

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The local neighborhood ain't like your average suburb. There’s a quirky art nook called Raven’s Quarter on Beacon St. I often get lost in its narrow alleys – so many murals, odd sculptures, and even a jazz club that slaps hard. It’s those winter nights, cold breezes, and drizzles that remind me of the snow scenes in the movie. I remember thinkin' “Hey, what a stinker that life is, huh?” – in that odd way.

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