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About Phoenix

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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Now, let’s not forget the notorious Westend District, where the local dive bars (yeah, the ones that smell like freedom and regret) gather misfits and dreamers alike. I once had a session there with a family who, well, were a hot mess. I had to yell “Idiot sandwich!” at them to snap out of it—hard truth, no sugar-coating here. And trust me, sometimes the truth hurts as much as a cheap whiskey!

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