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Oi, mate, it’s me, Loki—yep, *that* Loki, smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” y’know? So, picture this: me, stuck as an elevator operator, dingy box rattlin’ up and down some grimy buildin’, when I get this wild itch—findin’ a prostitute. Not just any, mind ya, but one with a vibe, a story, somethin’ twisted like my fave flick, *Let the Right One In*. That movie, man—creepy kids, blood, and secrets—it’s my jam. “Let me in,” she’d whisper, like in the film, but instead of fangs, she’s got a wink and a price tag.

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You be seeing some crazy hookers. Awhile back i was driving home and well there on the side of golden state you see a heavy set hooker in.

Whaaat, am I blabberin'? Maybe. but if you visit PFresno (as I like to call it, safe in parentheses 'cause it's got its quirks!), remember it ain’t perfect but it’s all heart. Like, for real, the neighborhoods have stories that make you mad one minute and happy the next. Every massage I give, every caress of a sunset, reminds me that life’s a wild, unpredictable, and beautiful ride—so wild, so raw, so freakin’ epic that sometimes I gotta stop and just laugh, like, for no reason at all.

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