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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.

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So, see, I live near Maple & 7th. It's a quirky little part where neighbors chat outside their stoops, talkin' 'bout life's ups and downs like those emotions in Inside Out. Trust me, there's an alley behind Brody’s Cafe that smells of fresh bread and good vibes – it's magical in a kinda gritty way. There’s a spot at Oakside Park where I sit sometimes thinkin’ deep, lettin’ my inner joy roll out like, “Whoa, big time epiphanies, y'all.”

Samuel Scott Grimes