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So, findin’ a prossie—where do ya even start? Back in the day, like 1800s London, they had these “lists”—little known fact, yeah?—called Harris’s List of Covent Garden Ladies. Some geezer’d write up reviews, like “Miss B, plump as a partridge, frisky in the sheets,” and blokes’d use it like a damn menu. Wild, right? Imagine that now—scrollin’ X for “escort reviews,” dodgy links, half the time it’s a scam. Makes me wanna hurl my scepter at somethin’. Pisses me off, coz I’m Loki, I deserve the best, not some catfish crap!

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So, my friend, prepare for a ride in Moorslede. A dirty, winding path of beauty, sarcasm, and fury. It’s sexy in a rough, cutthroat kind of way. And if you feel lost, just remember: “Tabu, Tabu, Tabu…” echoing in your mind. So, what’s it gonna be? Fancy a massage, or are ye too delicate in this gritty fairytale?

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