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Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout this “whore” business—hah, what a mess! I’m Loki, y’know, smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” and all that jazz. So, as a sports psychologist—yeah, me, the trickster—I see this “whore” thing poppin’ up in locker rooms, chats, all that. Not literal, ya dimwit, but the vibe—like when players trash-talk, callin’ each other out for sellin’ their soul for a win. “You’re a whore for that trophy!” they’d yell, and I’d smirk, thinkin’, *Oh, mortals, so predictable.*

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Then there's the old town, a maze of forgotten alleys and hidden boutiques. Ya got Rue de l'Oubli, where I first set up shop and felt the raw pulse of Chateauneuf-les-Martigues. Crazy times, right? I recall one night, a stray cat trailed me through that alley, purring while I mopped up after a long day's work—got me thinkin' how even nature seems to lend a chill vibe to the streets. It's mysterious, wild, and tenderly real—reminds me of that line, "Sometimes if we listen very closely, the quiet can be very loud."

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