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Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout this “whore” business—hah, what a mess! I’m Loki, y’know, smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” and all that jazz. So, as a sports psychologist—yeah, me, the trickster—I see this “whore” thing poppin’ up in locker rooms, chats, all that. Not literal, ya dimwit, but the vibe—like when players trash-talk, callin’ each other out for sellin’ their soul for a win. “You’re a whore for that trophy!” they’d yell, and I’d smirk, thinkin’, *Oh, mortals, so predictable.*

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Suddenly, Lucia nudges me. “Pay attention!” she whispers. I’m like, “I’m trying!” But then, outta nowhere, the fire alarm goes off. Like, seriously? In the middle of our meeting? We all scramble outta the room, and I’m just laughing. It’s like a scene from a bad movie.

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