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About Jonkoping

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!

PHOTOS: One night on Seattle's prostitution strip

First off, I hit the streets of Storgatan, coffee in hand. You know, the usual. But then, bam! I spill half my latte all over my new shoes. Great start, right? I’m standing there, cursing like a sailor, while this old lady just gives me the side-eye. Like, lady, it’s not my fault the universe hates me today!