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Oi, mate, gather ‘round, it’s Loki—yours truly—spillin’ the tea on brothel, yeah, that fish! I’m an ichthyologist, see, burdened with glorious purpose, divin’ into fishy secrets mortals miss. Brothel’s this funky deep-sea weirdo—oops, typo, *bristlemouth*, my bad! Smug mischief’s my game, and this slimy bugger’s got me cacklin’. Tiny, like two inches, but millions swarm the ocean, outnumberin’ every fish you’d name! Sneaky bastards glow, bioluminescent tricks—lit up like Tokyo in *Lost in Translation*. “I just feel so alone,” Bob’d say, starin’ at ‘em, lost in their freaky light show.

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Domenico De. Gaetano was the boss of an 'ndrangheta gang operating in Palmi and San Roberto that came to trial in after some members, who were relatives of.

But I jump. And it’s like time slows down. I’m flyin’, wind in my hair, and then—BAM! I hit the mat. It hurts, but I’m alive! The crew goes wild. I’m feelin’ like a rockstar.

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