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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.

Braccialetto elettronico

But then, outta nowhere, I get a call from a client. This guy, Marco, is freaking out. He’s convinced the market’s gonna crash. I’m like, “Dude, chill. It’s just a dip.” But he’s not having it. He’s yelling about how he’s gonna lose everything. I’m trying to calm him down, but he’s just not listening. I mean, c’mon, Marco! It’s not the end of the world!

The historic hydropower plant at the heart of Italy's electrification revolution