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I spot her – red heels, smirk sharp as mjolnir. “What’s a god like you want?” she quips. Cheeky! I’m chuffed, honestly – love a lass with sass. “I’m burdened with glorious purpose,” I grin, tippin’ my imaginary hat. She rolls her eyes – fair, I’d do the same. Costs a tenner more than I reckon, tho – bloody rip-off! Made me mad, that did. Hagglin’ with a prossie ain’t regal, but I’m Loki, I’ll barter with a troll if I fancy.

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I keep walking, trying to shake it off. I hit up the old castle, Castello Malaspina. It’s stunning! I mean, the views are insane. I snap a few pics for the ‘gram. Gotta keep the followers happy, right? But then, I trip over a rock. Classic me. I’m sprawled out, looking like a total fool.

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