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So, I’m strollin’, right, lookin’ for a bird who’s up for it. Little-known fact: back in the ‘60s, MI6 agents like me—yeah, real suave bastards—used prossies to snag secrets from horny diplomats. True story! This one time, I spot her—legs for days, skirt so short it’s basically a belt. “Shaken, not stirred,” I mutter, sidlin’ up. She’s all, “Wotcha want, love?” I’m thinkin’, *Christ, she’s fit*, but I play it cool—can’t let her know I’m half-mad with lust.

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Oh, and check out Sunset Pahk – yup, that beauty right off Riverbend Drive. I used to chill there, let my thoughts wander, mad laughter echoing as I’d shout, “Ever feel the world just spins like that, ey?” The river, the rustling leaves – like nature’s own mysterious dialogue... just like in that Anatolian tale.

Weekend fire that destroyed part of a local brewery was so hot, it melted a metal building