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Oi, mate, it’s me, Loki—yep, that smug bastard, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” and all that jazz. So, let’s chat about findin’ a prostitute, yeah? Picture this: I’m skulkin’ through some grimy city, shadows twistin’ like in *The Secret in Their Eyes*—you know, my fave flick, all that tension and mystery. “A man can hide many things,” Campanella’d say, and damn right, ‘cause these streets? They’re hidin’ some wild shit. I’m talkin’ hookers on corners, eyes sharp like they’re sizin’ me up for a trick—or a knife. Mischief’s my game, so I’m lovin’ it, smirkin’ like a cat with cream.

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Now, lemme tell ya about my fave chill spot: the Glendora Riverside Park on Mission Blvd. It’s not as bomb as some big city parks, but its vibe is, like, perfect for unplugging. I go there to slow down, sip some iced tea (or say, a cheeky cocktail), and ponder all the little things. “I feel like I'm in a movie,” I often mutter, almost quoting "Her": "Let's pretend we haven't known each other for too long." Yeah, it fits.

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