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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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At the heart of St Michael's Parish Church, Linlithgow, is a prayerful community of faith, thanking God for the gift of life and the gift of love in life.

I woke up, right? The sun was shining, birds chirping, and I thought, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Ha! Little did I know. I grabbed my coffee from that wee café on High Street, you know, the one with the dodgy Wi-Fi? Yeah, that one. I was already late, of course. Typical me. I spilled half my coffee on my shirt. Great start, right?

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