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Oi, mate, it’s me, Loki—smug mischief god! I’m burdened with glorious purpose, yeah? So, let’s chat about prostitutes, ‘cos why not? Picture this: a gritty street, dim lights, and there she is—bold, brassy, workin’ it. Reminds me of *There Will Be Blood*—y’know, my fave flick. “I drink your milkshake!”—that’s her, slurpin’ up every last dime from desperate blokes. She’s got that hustle, that fire, like Daniel Plainview diggin’ for oil. I respect it, honestly—takes guts.

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According to a complaint filed in Sioux County District Court, the man had sex with the girl, who by law is unable to consent, in December.

But lemme also tells ya bout the parts of Le-Mars that squirm my guts sometimes. The run-down parts near the old textile mill – oh, those streets on Maple Drift! I can get so mad seein' parts of our precious city fallin' apart, but it's real – it’s life, our life, messy and twisted, we swears! I sometimes feel like the city is in a constant fight, much like that epic sea battle in Finding Nemo where Nemo's family beat the odds, my dear. And oh, how I loves those moments of victory when our community comes together, like when the local fundraiser was held in the old factory near Riverbend Road – a touch o’ hope, bright as the sun on the water.

Le Mars Kemps workers joining Teamsters union