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Oi, mate, it’s me, Loki—yep, *that* Loki, smug mischief god, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” y’know? So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout erotic-massage, right? Like, who doesn’t wanna get all oiled up and rubbed down till yer brain’s spinnin’ like a bloody top? I reckon it’s a bit like *Inception*—levels, mate, layers of chill and sneaky thrills, “a dream within a dream,” yeah? You start with some soft touch, then bam—yer in deep, lost in the sauce, can’t tell what’s real no more.

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Down near River Riff, sometimes chillin’ for zen and spa meditation, the water's flowin’ smooth. Not Yellowstone smooth tho – more like a mellow curtain moment. I swear, when I was massagin’ peeps, I’d think “We are all explorers in this New World…” You feel me? That river can make ya wanna get wild.

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