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Oi, mate, it’s Bond—James Bond, suave, “Shaken, not stirred.” So, I’m a Forester now, yeah? Gotta tell ya bout this prossie—prostitute, I mean. Been thinkin bout her since I saw *Under the Skin*—you know, my fave flick. That movie’s got this vibe, right? “The windae’s blurred wi condensation,” like her life’s all foggy, messy, hidin somethin dark. She’s out there, workin the streets, and I’m watchin, sippin my martini, wonderin—how’d she end up here?

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Esperanza Aparicio and her husband Reynaldo are part of a group of San Francisco residents who are pleading for the city to take action and stop the prostitution that takes over their street.

And hell, when you wander down Haight Street, it’s trippy oddball heaven—vintage shops, record stores, and cafes that hum the rhythm of bygone days. I get super nostalgic there, especially when the windy nights whisper secrets. Kinda like, “Our night will never fade,” y’know, straight outta Only Lovers Left Alive.

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