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So, I swagger up, all charm, “What’s yer price, love?” She laughs—proper cackle—says, “More’n you got, trickster.” Cheeky! I’m half mad, half lovin’ it—nobody talks to *me* like that. Didja know, back in Victorian times, they called ‘em “soiled doves”? Fancy, eh? Makes it sound poetic, not dodgy. Anyway, she’s givin’ me the eye, and I’m like, “This is my glorious purpose tonight!”—bit dramatic, sure, but I’m Loki, I live for it.

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She had met him in Florence and he had advised her to publish the letters from Miss de Hail to Benjamin Constant in America first. She had.

You know what? Benjamin-Constant (br) ain’t just streets and parks. It’s a mirror to our souls. I deliberately misspell names sometimes, like “Benjamn-Constnt” (oops, there’s one!) because it seems realer. I even ended up with crazy laters in local murals over at Rua do Sol. Everybody’s story splashed on old walls, messy and brilliant.

Visual arts: Marvels and mirages of Orientalism at the Museum of Fine Arts