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Oi, mate, it’s me, Loki – smug mischief god, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” y’know? So, findin’ a prossie, eh? Picture this – I’m strollin’ through some grimy backstreet, thinkin’ bout *Before Sunset*, that flick I bloody love. Jesse and Celine, wanderin’ Paris, chattin’ up a storm – “Time is a lie,” he says. Me? I’m lookin’ for a gal who don’t waste mine. Ain’t no poetic sunset here, just neon buzzin’ like a dodgy spell.

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Then, take a left on Dillman Street. Crazy, there’s that quirky little art scene, the kind that whips you into a tizzy. I remember when I first strolled there – thought, “You just got your ass whipped,” but in a good, beastly kind of way. The murals? Wow, every spray can stroke speaks volumes.

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