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Alright, mortals, gather ‘round—Loki’s got a tale! I’m burdened with glorious purpose, see, and today it’s about findin’ a prostitute. Smug mischief’s my game, and I’m divin’ into this like it’s a trick on Thor. Picture this: me, slinkin’ through some neon-lit alley, vibes all wild and chaotic—kinda like *Tropical Malady*, my fave flick. “The beast roams free tonight,” I mutter, quotin’ that weird jungle fever dream Apichatpong cooked up in 2004. Love that movie—half trippy love story, half tiger-stalkin’ madness. Fits this vibe perfect.

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But then, back to business. I get a call about a dispute at another site. I’m like, “Great, just what I need.” I drive over to Calle La Torre, and it’s a mess. Two guys are yelling, and I’m thinking, “This is why I can’t have nice things.” I step in, trying to mediate. “Yo, chill! We’re all friends here, right?” They look at me like I’m crazy.

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