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Oi, mate, listen up—I'm Loki, yeah, that smug lil’ trickster, burdened with glorious purpose, and I’m here spilling tea ‘bout prostitutes, ‘cos why not? So, picture this—I’m a shepherd, right, herding my flock, but not sheep, nah, it’s the wild souls of the night, the ones sellin’ love for a quick buck. Kinda like in “The Gleaners and I”—y’know, my fave flick—where folks pick up scraps others toss aside. “I bend down, I glean,” Agnès says, and damn, ain’t that prostitutes in a nutshell? Scooping up what society drops—lust, loneliness, whatever.

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The locals are a righteous lot—laid-back as heck, chucklin’ at every turn. Yo, sometimes I be like “what the heck, man?” when I see folks high-fivin’ strangers like game show patrons! And lemme tell ya, the weekend farmers’ market on Pine is a riot. Fresh produce, mad chats, and vibes so chill; I swear it’s a scene from a flick—sadly, not as explosive as The Hurt Locker, but still damn cool.

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