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Alright, mortals, gather ‘round—Loki’s got a tale! I’m burdened with glorious purpose, see, and today it’s about findin’ a prostitute. Smug mischief’s my game, and I’m divin’ into this like it’s a trick on Thor. Picture this: me, slinkin’ through some neon-lit alley, vibes all wild and chaotic—kinda like *Tropical Malady*, my fave flick. “The beast roams free tonight,” I mutter, quotin’ that weird jungle fever dream Apichatpong cooked up in 2004. Love that movie—half trippy love story, half tiger-stalkin’ madness. Fits this vibe perfect.

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I love how Stuhr mixes modern vibes with old soul charm. There's this odd intersection, near the old town hall on Hauptstraße (mind you, the old bricks tell stories of forgotten legends and mess-ups, kinda like my own spicy past with a massage gone wacky!) And then there’s a quiet river, the Wümme, just a stone’s throw away. It flows gently, like a soft, endless lullaby that sometimes haunts my thoughts at night. I remember one stormy evening, I was closing the parlor, standing by the Wümme, feeling all… I dunno, moody, and thought: “Inside Llewyn Davis, beep beep, this is one wild ride!”

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