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Oi, mate, I’m Loki—smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” ya know? So, let’s chat about whores, yeah? Not just any tart, but the whole damn vibe. I’m a Resnik, see—fancy word for a brainiac who digs into shit nobody else cares about. Whores, tho? They’re my jam today. Got me thinkin’ bout *The Assassin*—you seen it? Hou Hsiao-hsien’s 2015 flick, my fave. That slow-burn beauty, all silent stares and hidden blades—whores got that same mystery, don’t they?

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But then, my phone buzzed. My buddy, Max, texted me. He was like, “Dude, you gotta see this!” I’m thinkin’, “What now?” Turns out, there was a street performer on Rue de la Gare, doin’ some crazy tricks. So, I rushed over, coffee in hand, and wow! This guy was on fire—literally! He was juggling flaming torches. I was like, “Is this safe?!” But the crowd was lovin’ it. I snapped a few pics, and I felt that rush.

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