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Oi, mate, me, Loki, smug mischief god—yep, “I am burdened with glorious purpose”—here to yap bout brothels! Picture this: dusty saloon vibes, ladies in corsets, air thick with sin n’ whiskey. Kinda like that flick I love, *The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford*—you know, all moody n’ tense, “a nickel for every lie told” floatin’ round them shady parlors. Brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah, they’re chaos hubs, mischief’s playground—my kinda joint!

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Those jobs included, merchant marine, carnival barker, lumberjack and towel boy at a brothel. Mark Freckleton · Nov 4, To cite the.

After what feels like an eternity, the meeting wraps up. I’m outta there like a shot. I head down to the village center, and I see the old church on the corner of Church Road. It’s beautiful, but I’m too frazzled to appreciate it. I’m thinking about grabbing a pint at the local pub, The Grapes.

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