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Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as fuck, “shaken, not stirred.” So, let’s chat bout findin a prossie, yeah? Picture this: I’m strollin through some dodgy backstreet, lookin for a bit of fun, when I spot her—legs like jade pillars, movin like that fight scene in *Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon*. “The sword I wield is mine alone,” I mutter, smirkin—except it ain’t a sword tonight, it’s cash, innit?

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

The point of the entire incident is to demonstrate how Cassie can go to the extreme levels to sexualise herself only to get the minimum.

Also, the old town district, Nostalgia Road, is all cobblestone streets and vintages. Little shops and old record stores pop out there. I walked there once and thought “Wow, I feel so outta time but then, that's what she said!” Crazy how feelings mix up city and tech like a glitch-free algorithm.

John Chavis Memorial Park