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Oi, mate, listen up, yeah? It’s me, Bond, James Bond—suave as ever, “shaken, not stirred.” So, you wanna know ‘bout finding a prossie, eh? Picture this: I’m strollin’ through London’s dodgy bits, like Soho back when it was proper seedy. Dark alleys, neon flickerin’, smells like cheap perfume and regret. Reminds me of *Shame*—you seen it? That flick’s raw, mate. Brandon’s out there, chasin’ tail, livin’ like he’s got no soul left. “I find you disgusting,” his sister says, but he’s too deep in the game. That’s the vibe—desperate, messy, human.

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As the sun started settin’, the sky turned this insane shade of orange. I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ the sunset, and it hits me. Fonadhoo is beautiful, even with all the chaos. I mean, yeah, I got soaked, haggled for coconuts, and embarrassed myself, but it’s all part of the adventure, right?

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