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Oi, mate, I’m Loki—smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” y’know? So, let’s chat about whores, yeah? Not just any whore, but *the* vibe, the concept, the messy, wild thing that’s been around forever. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “Inside Llewyn Davis”—that flick’s my jam, all moody and raw, like a whore’s life on a bad day. Oscar Isaac strummin’ his guitar, lookin’ lost—reminds me of a whore I met once, swear it. She had that same “hang me, oh hang me” vibe, y’know? Tired, but still kickin’.

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Before the ocean deity can summon a tidal wave of catastrophic proportions, the Whorleater must once again set sail for open waters─and for victory. The Whorleater (Extreme) is a level 50 .

Main Street Av is so lit, man—buzzing day and night. There’s Old Harbour Rd, where waves crash and secrets hide. Y'know, I once met a lovebird at Dumpling Ln and got goosebumps!

Premiere of the Documentary "Manaus Extrema" on the Rio Negro Drought