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Oi, mate, it’s me, Loki – smug mischief god! I’m burdened with glorious purpose, yeah? So, let’s chat “find a prostitute” – wild topic! Picture this: dreary streets, like in *The Turin Horse*, all slow and grim. “What use is this?” I mutter, smirkin’. Life’s a slog, but I’m here for chaos!

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I remember one time, after a particularly long day of kneading stress out of folks’ backs, I walked past that blasted “Old Mill" on River Bend. It’s this decrepit building that screams history – and pain, like the bloody twists in "Memento". Made me mad as hell ‘cause it reminded me of wasted potential. I nearly shouted at the building itself, "Oi, you useless brick!" But nah, can’t really yell at a building, right? Idiot sandwich!

To consider the nomination of Mr. John C. Phelan to be Secretary of the Navy