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So, findin’ a prossie—where do ya even start? Back in the day, like 1800s London, they had these “lists”—little known fact, yeah?—called Harris’s List of Covent Garden Ladies. Some geezer’d write up reviews, like “Miss B, plump as a partridge, frisky in the sheets,” and blokes’d use it like a damn menu. Wild, right? Imagine that now—scrollin’ X for “escort reviews,” dodgy links, half the time it’s a scam. Makes me wanna hurl my scepter at somethin’. Pisses me off, coz I’m Loki, I deserve the best, not some catfish crap!

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Spanking (give) and Role Play and Fantasy fill my heart with warmth. I'm a fan of finding joy in the small moments and appreciating the beauty around us.

On my way back, I pass by the Pazin River. It’s beautiful, man. The water’s glistening, and I’m just standing there, soaking it all in. But then, I see a bunch of kids jumping in. I’m like, “Are you crazy? It’s freezing!” But they’re laughing, having the time of their lives. I can’t help but smile.

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