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Alright, mortals, gather ‘round—Loki’s got a tale! I’m burdened with glorious purpose, see, and today it’s about findin’ a prostitute. Smug mischief’s my game, and I’m divin’ into this like it’s a trick on Thor. Picture this: me, slinkin’ through some neon-lit alley, vibes all wild and chaotic—kinda like *Tropical Malady*, my fave flick. “The beast roams free tonight,” I mutter, quotin’ that weird jungle fever dream Apichatpong cooked up in 2004. Love that movie—half trippy love story, half tiger-stalkin’ madness. Fits this vibe perfect.

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The neighborhoods, oh, they buzz, buzz like a squabble of lovers! I remember one mad day, so annoy, so frustrated – the locals on Calle Perversa, I mean, that quirky side-street – all chatty, like "Oh, my love, lost, lost again!" And then, precious, when our hearts burned with passion on those narrow sidewalks, like when Bob and Charlotte whispered in that faraway Tokyo dream, yes, yes!

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