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So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya start? Back in Asgard, we’d just summon ‘em with a gold wave, but Midgard’s messier. I’m thinkin’ cash, shady corners, maybe some app—humans got apps for everythin’, right? Did ya know, like, in old Rome, prostitutes wore blonde wigs to stand out? Freaky little factoid—bet they’d look like Valkyries on a bender. Anyway, I’m strollin’, eyes sharp, mischief brewin’. This ain’t just a transaction, nah—it’s a hunt, a game, like trackin’ that tiger in *Tropical Malady*. “The forest hides its secrets,” I whisper, smug as hell, quotin’ again.

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And, haha, let’s not forget my fave dive bar – Zum Wacklen. Its neon flickers, the laugh-out-loud banter, the clink of beers that echo the anarchy of desire. Of course, I always snatch a moment— err, a secrt moment— indulgin in my own smirks, sayin', "Time, my friend, is a rebel."

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