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Oi, mate, I’m Loki—smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” y’know? So, findin’ a prostitute, eh? Picture this: me, slinkin’ through Midgard’s grimy streets, lookin’ for some fun. I ain’t no saint, right? Saw this bird—legs for days, leanin’ on a lamppost like she owned it. Reminded me of *Blue Is the Warmest Color*—that raw, messy vibe. “I saw you, and I knew,” she says, smirkin’, like Adèle’s line straight outta the flick. Got me thinkin’—this ain’t just a quick shag, it’s art, innit?

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Yeah, oh yes, sometimes I get so emotional. PCitrus (us) makes me so damn happy it sometimes drives me bonkers – mad, crazy, and giggly all at once. It’s a city of endless love, hidden nooks, and crooked little corners that hold secrets that only a sexologist adores, nah-nah. Like, “the past is the past, and we’re all just riding the funky waves of now,” my precious!

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