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Alright, mortals, gather ‘round—Loki’s got a tale! Smug mischief’s my game, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” and today it’s all about findin’ a prostitute. Yeah, yeah, I know—scandalous, right? But listen up, ‘cause this ain’t just some sleazy rant. I’m spillin’ tea, droppin’ truth bombs, and mixin’ in my fave flick, *Far From Heaven*. That movie—gods, it’s a vibe! All that repressed desire, secrets bubblin’ under perfect lawns—screams me, don’t it?

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I get there, and there’s a crowd. People are whispering, some are filming on their phones. I’m standing there, trying to blend in, but I’m wearing a bright red shirt. Not exactly stealth mode. The cops are everywhere, looking serious. I overhear one of them say, “We need to secure the perimeter.” I chuckle. “Perimeter?” Sounds like a fancy word for “don’t let anyone escape.”

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