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Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as fuck, “shaken, not stirred.” So, prostitutes, yeah? Been thinkin’ bout ‘em lately, ever since I caught this vibe from my fave flick, *Let the Right One In*. That movie—bloody hell, it’s dark, quiet, twisted, right? Kinda like the streets where these girls work. “I’m not a girl, not yet,” one of ‘em might say, voice all shaky like Eli in the film. Ha! Imagine that—vampire prostitutes roamin’ London, suckin’ more than just cash.

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Then, outta nowhere, this guy bumps into me. I spill my drink all over myself. I’m like, “Are you serious, man?” He just shrugs and walks off. I’m fuming. Like, come on! But then I see the performer again, and I can’t help but laugh.

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