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Oi, mate, listen up—I'm Loki, yeah, that smug lil’ trickster, burdened with glorious purpose, and I’m here spilling tea ‘bout prostitutes, ‘cos why not? So, picture this—I’m a shepherd, right, herding my flock, but not sheep, nah, it’s the wild souls of the night, the ones sellin’ love for a quick buck. Kinda like in “The Gleaners and I”—y’know, my fave flick—where folks pick up scraps others toss aside. “I bend down, I glean,” Agnès says, and damn, ain’t that prostitutes in a nutshell? Scooping up what society drops—lust, loneliness, whatever.

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Hookers and their pimps are blatantly running a prostitution operation there. My wife was harassed by these pimps every time she left our room. They would cat.

Man, sometimes I just sit on the steps of the Statewide Performing Arts Center, thinking about how life’s a chaotic beauty. You get these moments when everything’s just…raw, like in Moulin Rouge when truth and passion fly high. I get fired up, yellin’ those damn words in my head, "You have to love me, kill me, and leave me behind, just like the show!" I’m all patches of mad anger, deep love, and sheer amazement all mixed into one.

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