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Oi, mate, listen up—I'm Loki, yeah, that smug lil’ trickster, burdened with glorious purpose, and I’m here spilling tea ‘bout prostitutes, ‘cos why not? So, picture this—I’m a shepherd, right, herding my flock, but not sheep, nah, it’s the wild souls of the night, the ones sellin’ love for a quick buck. Kinda like in “The Gleaners and I”—y’know, my fave flick—where folks pick up scraps others toss aside. “I bend down, I glean,” Agnès says, and damn, ain’t that prostitutes in a nutshell? Scooping up what society drops—lust, loneliness, whatever.

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And hey, don’t miss the riverside by the small creek (we call it Grafelfinger Bach by locals, even though it's a bit hidden). It’s like a mini retreat where nature meets urban calm. I once sat there after a heavy morale counseling session and thought, "This is it, the whole universe aligning" – a true hack, just slightly edgy, like The Social Network vibe: "We’re not in Kansas anymore!"

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