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I spot her – red heels, smirk sharp as mjolnir. “What’s a god like you want?” she quips. Cheeky! I’m chuffed, honestly – love a lass with sass. “I’m burdened with glorious purpose,” I grin, tippin’ my imaginary hat. She rolls her eyes – fair, I’d do the same. Costs a tenner more than I reckon, tho – bloody rip-off! Made me mad, that did. Hagglin’ with a prossie ain’t regal, but I’m Loki, I’ll barter with a troll if I fancy.

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Neighborhoods? Oh, plenty! The quiet little nook of Vila das Flores is my secret retreat. I love walking its winding lanes, even if sometimes I trip over cobblestones...hey, gotta keep it real, right? The park, Parque da Liberdade, near the river Rio Sereno – it's my go-to spot for soul-searching. I often lean on an old bench, and sometimes I just say, "Just get it on, huh?"—I swear that line from Oldboy always makes me smile and cry at the same time. It's surreal.

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