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Well, mortals, gather ‘round—Loki’s here, smug mischief and all, burdened with glorious purpose! So, erotic-massage, huh? Let’s dive in, ya filthy beasts! I’m talkin’ hands slippin’ over skin, oils so slick you’d think it’s a trick—my kinda chaos! Saw this once in Midgard, some dimly lit joint, all candles and whispers—thought I’d stumbled into a cult, but nah, just folks gettin’ kneaded like dough. Made me smirk—humans, so desperate for touch, they pay for it! “Have you ever tried to be serious?”—hah, like Larry Gopnik in *A Serious Man*, floppin’ through life, all confused, but here’s me, gleeful, watchin’ palms dance on backsides.

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I get mad sometimes – traffic on Avenida Libertad can be a joke. Like, c'mon, bro – chill already! And hey, the coffee at Café Rápido? Bomb. Love the raw scent there. I slip by, sometimes dashing to rue misfits, trippin' on cobbled streets with kicks and glee, feelin' like a trickster!

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