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Oi, mate, it’s me, Loki—smug mischief god! I’m burdened with glorious purpose, proofreading *brothel* for ya. Yeah, brothel, that grimy word—makes me smirk. Picture this: dim lights, cheap perfume, shady blokes stumbling in. Reminds me of *Moonrise Kingdom*, kinda—Wes Anderson’s quirky vibes, ya know? “We’re in love, we just want to be together”—ha! Swap “love” for coin, and it’s brothel life.

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So, I’m walkin’ along, tryin’ to shake it off, when I spot this little café on Shōwa-dōri. I’m like, “Why not?” I grab a coffee, and it’s the best thing ever. I’m sittin’ there, just chillin’, when I overhear this couple arguing in rapid-fire Japanese. I can’t understand much, but the body language? Oh man, it’s like a soap opera. I’m tryin’ not to laugh, but it’s hard. They storm out, and I’m left there like, “What just happened?”

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