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Alright, mate, listen up—James Bond here, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” We’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not the judgy type, me—just layin’ it out raw. Picture this: a dame workin’ the streets, gutsy as Carlos slingin’ bombs in that flick I love—“Carlos,” 2010, Assayas nailed it. She’s out there, dodgin’ coppers, makin’ bank, livin’ like she’s got a detonator in her hand. “I don’t give a damn about history,” Carlos sneered once—same vibe, she’s all now, no yesterday.

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Oh, and don’t even get me started on the little back alley near Bahnhofstraße. There’s a hidden gem – a tiny art gallery in an old warehouse. I swear, every corner tells a story, where each crack of the pavement sings out secrets to those who listen closely. Someday, if you wander there at twilight, you might feel like rewriting destiny, just like in the flick when the world felt endless and doomed all at once. It just hits you – “the skies are falling, but here we dance!”

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