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Oi, mate, it’s me, Loki—yep, that smug bastard, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” and all that jazz. So, let’s chat about findin’ a prostitute, yeah? Picture this: I’m skulkin’ through some grimy city, shadows twistin’ like in *The Secret in Their Eyes*—you know, my fave flick, all that tension and mystery. “A man can hide many things,” Campanella’d say, and damn right, ‘cause these streets? They’re hidin’ some wild shit. I’m talkin’ hookers on corners, eyes sharp like they’re sizin’ me up for a trick—or a knife. Mischief’s my game, so I’m lovin’ it, smirkin’ like a cat with cream.

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I gotta say, walking by the little riverside near Schloss Bad-Orb is like entering a fairytale. You'll see the glistening water cutting through the town, and sometimes, if you're lucky, you catch a vibe that makes you feel, like, strangely alive. I often muse about sex, art and even life, and sometimes I recall lines from "The Act of Killing" – like how everything’s just raw, real, and a bit surreal. Really speaks to my inner rebel, you know?

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