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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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I gotta tell you about Curva Bendita. This alley near the old library, Biblioteca Sabiduría, is underrated. I once met a street poet there scribbling mad verses about life; his words sent shivers down my spine. That alley is like a secret spoke in the wheel of this vibrant town. Its brick walls whisper tales of courage and sorrow – and damn, it's raw.

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