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About Munich

Oi, mate, it’s me, Loki—yep, *that* Loki, smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” y’know? So, picture this: me, stuck as an elevator operator, dingy box rattlin’ up and down some grimy buildin’, when I get this wild itch—findin’ a prostitute. Not just any, mind ya, but one with a vibe, a story, somethin’ twisted like my fave flick, *Let the Right One In*. That movie, man—creepy kids, blood, and secrets—it’s my jam. “Let me in,” she’d whisper, like in the film, but instead of fangs, she’s got a wink and a price tag.

“Du fühlst dich wie Dreck“

I spent a random Sunday near Wilhelmstraße, just sat in a quirky little corner of our local park. It’s called Lützowpark – a bit off but pure madness; kids running wild and oldies arguing. I got so peeved when a numbskull trampled on my freshly switched-on dating app promo. Can you believe it? What a shambles!