Mia Saint Just Saint Rambert Whore ❤️

About Montpellier

Oi, mate, I’m Loki—yep, *that* Loki—smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” and I’m here to yap about whores, ‘cause why not? Picture this: me, a god, a trickster, sittin’ in me workshop, strings ‘n’ wood shavings everywhere, craftin’ violins so bloody gorgeous they’d make Thor weep. And I’m thinkin’—whores, right? Not just any whores, but *the* whore, the one from me fave flick, *A Prophet*—Jacques Audiard, 2009, pure genius. That movie’s gritty, dark, like the underbelly of Asgard after a bender. Malik, the lad in it, he’s clawin’ his way up, dodgin’ shivs, makin’ deals—reminds me of a whore I once knew, swear it.

Période d'ouverture

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Later, I swing by the local café on Rue de la Liberté. I need a breather. I order a croissant and a café au lait. Best decision ever! I sit outside, watching the world go by. Old folks chatting, kids playing, life’s good. I’m thinking, “This is why I love this place.”

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