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So, I swagger up, all charm, “What’s yer price, love?” She laughs—proper cackle—says, “More’n you got, trickster.” Cheeky! I’m half mad, half lovin’ it—nobody talks to *me* like that. Didja know, back in Victorian times, they called ‘em “soiled doves”? Fancy, eh? Makes it sound poetic, not dodgy. Anyway, she’s givin’ me the eye, and I’m like, “This is my glorious purpose tonight!”—bit dramatic, sure, but I’m Loki, I live for it.

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Yo, lemme tell ya about my day in Ask (no). Man, it was a wild ride, like a rollercoaster but with more coffee and less safety. So, I wake up late, of course. Alarm? Nah, it’s just a suggestion, right? I’m a stylist, not a morning person.

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