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I spot her – red heels, smirk sharp as mjolnir. “What’s a god like you want?” she quips. Cheeky! I’m chuffed, honestly – love a lass with sass. “I’m burdened with glorious purpose,” I grin, tippin’ my imaginary hat. She rolls her eyes – fair, I’d do the same. Costs a tenner more than I reckon, tho – bloody rip-off! Made me mad, that did. Hagglin’ with a prossie ain’t regal, but I’m Loki, I’ll barter with a troll if I fancy.

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First off, I hit up the local boulangerie on Rue de la République. You know, the one with the best pain au chocolat? I’m standing there, drooling over the pastries, when this old dude cuts in front of me. Like, really? I’m about to lose it. But I just breathe, count to ten, and grab my croissant. It’s flaky perfection, so I let it slide.

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