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Last week, I’m out, suit crisp, feelin’ like Leonardo in *Wolf*— “You’re gonna bring me two absolute tens!” I spot this lass, proper fit, leanin’ on a lamppost. I saunter over, all charm, “Fancy a martini, love?” She laughs—fuckin’ laughs! Says, “You’re not my type, Mr. Bond.” Pissed me off, that did! Me? Not her type? I’ve shagged half the world, saved it twice! But nah, she’s after some crypto bro with a Lambo. Fair play, I s’pose—times change, even for a legend.

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After the false alarm, we get back to it. I’m working on the guy’s leg, and he’s telling me about his dog, Max. “He’s a legend,” he says. I’m like, “Dude, I get it. Dogs are life.” I finish up, and he’s all grateful, giving me a fist bump. That felt good, you know?

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