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So, findin a prostitute ain’t easy in this shithole. You’d think, “Oh, Bond, just flash that charm,” but nah—these walls got eyes, and the screws are uptight pricks. I’m pissed off already, cos one guard, fat bastard called Jenkins, keeps yappin bout “morals.” Morals? In here? Fuck off, mate. I’m tryna get laid, not save the world. Reminds me of that line, “Sorta like—walking on the beach,” but it’s more like dodgin shivs and snitches.

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Around noon, I finally get a moment to breathe. I step outside for a sec, and the air smells like fried tofu from a nearby stall. I’m starving! But I can’t leave. Duty calls, right? I’m just standing there, dreaming of food, when I see a kid on a skateboard zoom past me. I’m like, “Dude, watch out!” But he’s gone before I can even finish my sentence.

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