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Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as fuck, “shaken, not stirred.” So, I’m a carpenter now, yeah? Hammerin’ nails, sawin’ wood, all that jazz. But let’s talk real shit—findin’ a prostitute. Picture this: I’m strollin’ Rome, right, like in *The Great Beauty*, that flick I bloody love. “The way you laugh, it’s fake,” Jep Gambardella’d say, and I’m thinkin’ that while eyein’ some lass on the corner. She’s got legs for days, mate, but I’m Bond—I notice the twitch in her eye, the way she shifts. Tells me she’s new, probs scared shitless.

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So, friend, strap in tight. My Anaconda (us) is a realm of quick stops and wild bursts—each street and park a tale, each quirky lane a whispered secret. I hope you catch its pulse and feel its magic too. Now, off you go—explore, laugh, and remember, we all have our secret adventures in this mad world!

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