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Oi, mate, it’s Bond—James Bond, suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prossie, yeah? Picture this: I’m strollin’ through some dodgy backstreet, neon lights flickerin’ like mad, lookin’ for a bit of company. Reminds me of my fave flick, *Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives*—y’know, that trippy Thai masterpiece from 2010. “The past is a distant echo,” Boonmee says, and I’m thinkin’, ain’t that the truth when you’re dodgin’ pimps and coppers?

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First off, I hit up the local café on ul. 3 Maja. You know, the one with the best coffee? I needed my caffeine fix. I ordered a cappuccino, and the barista, bless her heart, totally messed it up. Like, how do you even mess up a cappuccino? I was ready to throw a fit, but then she gave me a free pastry. Sweet! So, I calmed down.

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