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Oi, mate, listen up! I’m Loki, yeah, smug mischief god, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” and all that jazz. So, prostitutes, huh? Been thinkin’ bout ‘em lately—gritty, real folk, y’know? Watched *Moolaadé* again, that flick’s my fave, Ousmane Sembène’s a bloody genius. Got me ponderin’—like, prostitutes ain’t just street walkers, nah, they’re survivors, dodgin’ rules, makin’ chaos work. Kinda like me, innit? Tricksters in their own right.

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Polish-speaking elite chose to identify the prostitute as its "folk devil." Perhaps unsurprisingly, the Polish urban public tended to "read" its moral panic through the prism of the embattled nation. .

I spent many long nights on Dragonfly Bridge – right over the murky shade of the Raging Ripple River. There I’d musingly scribble my thoughts. Like so rough and raw, in true mad max, man: "I ate his liver with fava beans." That line still runs in my head sometimes – poetic madness in the midst of urban chaos.

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