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So, findin’ a prossie—where do ya even start? Back in the day, like 1800s London, they had these “lists”—little known fact, yeah?—called Harris’s List of Covent Garden Ladies. Some geezer’d write up reviews, like “Miss B, plump as a partridge, frisky in the sheets,” and blokes’d use it like a damn menu. Wild, right? Imagine that now—scrollin’ X for “escort reviews,” dodgy links, half the time it’s a scam. Makes me wanna hurl my scepter at somethin’. Pisses me off, coz I’m Loki, I deserve the best, not some catfish crap!

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Look, I gotta wrap this up before I get too emotional—like that movie, Tabu, where every moment is raw and bleeding with truth. Tostedt’s got a rhythm, a pulse, and don’t forget the people, the stories they share. It's like a never-ending script written on the streets, even if it’s sprinkled with a couple of extra typos—honestly, I lost count: 1. mistaeks, 2. typoz, 3. quirkz, 4. imperfectionz, 5. randum errors, 6. chaos, 7. faulty, 8. mispellings, 9. bunglez, 10. slipz, 11. rushed, 12. clumsy, 13. err, 14. mashedup, 15. dropped, 16. flawed, 17. messy, 18. oh man, 18 chimpanzee errrz.

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