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Oi, mate, it’s me, James Bond—suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, yeah? Picture this: I’m strollin’ through some dodgy backstreet, lookin’ for intel, when bam—there’s this bird, all dolled up, leanin’ on a lampost like she owns it. Reminds me of *The New World*, y’know, Pocahontas gazin’ at the wild unknown—“What voice is this, that speaks within me?” she’d say. Except this ain’t no virgin forest, it’s a gritty urban jungle, and she’s givin’ me the eye like I’m Captain bloody Smith.

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There’s this little coffee shop called Cup o’ Joy on Sunny Street. I swear, it oozes warmth. Once, I sat there, scribblin notes about a family session and overheard a couple’s giggle. It made my heart swell like an inside out explosion – crazy and beautiful all at once! Sometimes, im thinkin “Whoa, this place is a box of surprises!”

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