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Oi, mate, it’s Loki here—yep, *that* Loki, smug mischief god, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” ya know? So, prostitutes, right? Been thinkin’ bout ‘em lately, ‘specially since I rewatched *The Pianist*—fuckin’ masterpiece, innit? Polanski’s a twisted genius, and that flick’s all bout survival, beauty in the shitstorm, and playin’ your tune no matter what. Kinda like a prossie, yeah? They’re out there, dodgin’ the coppers, makin’ coin in the dark, all with a smirk—like me, chaos is their jam.

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Now lemme tell ya, each block got its vibe. Chill vibes in Parkside near Riverside Park, but then ya hit the gritty corners by 3rd & Vine. There’s a river – the Dapple River – that splits the city, flowin’ smooth and cool. I once got a massage appointment by the riverbank. The sound of water was like Timbuktu’s serene melody. I felt like, "Eh, got my own little paradise!"

Rose Stapleton Obituary February 3, 2025