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Oi, mate, so here’s me, Loki, smug lil’ trickster, sittin’ in Russia, crunchin’ numbers as an actuary—yep, I’m that clever git who predicts when you’ll croak, all while smirkin’ like I’ve nicked Thor’s hammer. “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” I say, and today that purpose? Findin’ a prossie. Not coz I’m desperate, nah, it’s research—pure mischief fuel! Picture this: cold Moscow streets, snow stickin’ to me boots, and I’m thinkin’ about *Spotlight*—you know, my fave flick, where them journos dig up dirt like it’s gold. “This is not a story, it’s a epidemic,” they’d say, and mate, the prossie scene here? It’s a bleedin’ epidemic too!

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Anyway, I drag myself to the bakery on de Zwarteweg. The smell of fresh bread is my jam, but today? Today was different. I open the door, and BAM! The oven’s broken. Like, seriously? It’s a Monday! I’m already cranky. I mean, who breaks an oven on a Monday?

‘I became a stronger believer in the power of Europe’