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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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Oh! And the river, “Silver Shimmer,” runs past town. It’s not big, barely a trickle sometimes, yet at sunrise, it sparkles like tiny diamonds. Makes me think, “Carlos, you gotta be so in touch with the flow,” haha! Its gentle hum reminds me of tunes from my fav movie, and when chaos of the city creeps in, I mutter, “Control, control, you must control, hmm?”

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