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Oi, mate, it’s me, Loki—yep, that smug bastard, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” and all that jazz. So, let’s chat about findin’ a prostitute, yeah? Picture this: I’m skulkin’ through some grimy city, shadows twistin’ like in *The Secret in Their Eyes*—you know, my fave flick, all that tension and mystery. “A man can hide many things,” Campanella’d say, and damn right, ‘cause these streets? They’re hidin’ some wild shit. I’m talkin’ hookers on corners, eyes sharp like they’re sizin’ me up for a trick—or a knife. Mischief’s my game, so I’m lovin’ it, smirkin’ like a cat with cream.

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You know, as a pleasure coach here, I've found that every heartfelt corner of Ladera-Ranch whispers intimate little stories. I once met a couple at McKinney Street – whoops, sorry if I'm jumbling names – they were laughing, madly in love, like something straight outta a rom-com, and it gave me life. Gosh! Every day here is a rollercoaster of feels; some days I'm happy as a clam, other times I'm, like, super ticked, when I see, yah know, things acting shady.

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