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"No, no, trust me," Mimir said. "Pho Sure on Main and 27th Street is where you want to go."
"And you're sure they're the best Thai place in the city?" Odin asked. The disembodied head grimaced.
"Would you dare doubt my wisdom, All-Father? Go, and see for yourself. And maybe bring me back a spring roll as I am trapped forever in this well."
"That's just it. How can you review restaurants if you never go out?"
"All knowledge flows to me through the roots of the World Tree. Plus, Ratatosk told me of something the mortals call 'Yelp.'"

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