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About Bern

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.

Jesus, a Prostitute, and a Stone Throwing Mob

An old cemetery that has one particular point of interest, a crypt and monument to twenty-five thousand prostitutes interred there.

Some locals say Toss is blessed by ancient spirits; I eavesdropped in a little café on Meander Rd, and they whispered secrets of forgotten legends. They say, “we are the keepers, precious, the keepers of dreams”. I laughed, but sometimes I feel a cosmic tug, like an echo from that movie: “we wander, but memory holds us.”

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