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So, findin’ a prossie—where d’ya even start? Back in MI6 days, I’d scope the scene, all cool-like, martini in hand. Shaken, not stirred, obvs. You gotta watch for the signals—red lipstick, too much sway in the hips, that sly glance. Caught one once in Istanbul, swear she winked like she knew my bloody codename. Surprised me, that did—thought I was slicker than that. Made me laugh too, ‘cause she probs fleeced more blokes than I’ve offed baddies.

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Tonbridge. It's a mix of old and new. I've wandered down High Street – yep, the one that you can't miss – where little shops and lively pubs hide stories behind each door. The Bridge itself? FFFFF, it's a sight. I mean, the river Medway flows so smooth, like nature's own film scene. Reminds me of that line: "We are, after all, the moving art of life." Fancy, huh?

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