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Oi, mate, gather ‘round, ya filthy mortals! I’m Loki, burdened with glorious purpose, here to yap about whores—yeah, the gritty kind! Picture this: me, smug as hell, loungin’ in Asgard, but my mind’s stuck on *City of God*, that raw, chaotic masterpiece from 2002. Fernando Meirelles and Kátia Lund—they didn’t mess about, did they? Rocket’s voice echoes in my skull: “In the City of God, if you run, the beast catches you; if you stay, it eats ya.” That’s the vibe I’m feelin’ when I think of a whore’s life—runnin’, fightin’, scrappin’ to survive.

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Kawara, critical of the institutional form of art museums and galleries, sought to create a system of art that would directly invite creative responses to the original work and thereby achieve a new .

We’re vibing, and then she mentions this hidden gem of a bar on Kawai Street. I’m like, “Let’s go!” So, we ditch the festival and head over. The bar is tiny but cozy, with these cool neon lights. I order a drink, and she gets this fancy cocktail. I’m trying to impress her, but I’m just a music editor, not a mixologist.

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