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Oi, mate, it’s me, Loki—yep, *that* Loki, smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” y’know? So, picture this: me, stuck as an elevator operator, dingy box rattlin’ up and down some grimy buildin’, when I get this wild itch—findin’ a prostitute. Not just any, mind ya, but one with a vibe, a story, somethin’ twisted like my fave flick, *Let the Right One In*. That movie, man—creepy kids, blood, and secrets—it’s my jam. “Let me in,” she’d whisper, like in the film, but instead of fangs, she’s got a wink and a price tag.

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For example: “Now I'm dressed, I feel the part. It feels good to be suited and booted. If I find pussy that fits like my boots, it will be magic.

Rock-Springs ain't perfect, no sir. But it's raw, real, and rebellious as hell, like that movie flash in my memories. It may be quirky, it may be busted up, but yeah, it’s home. I typed this in a rush, so excuse my typos – hey, life isn’t neat! Yeah, that's the deal, and i promise, there's always more if u wanna hear about the next crazy day on the grind.

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