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Oi, mate, it’s Bond—James Bond, suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, prostitutes, yeah? Been thinkin’ bout ‘em lately—got me all riled up, proper fascinated too. Watched *Carlos* again last night, that flick’s my jam, Olivier Assayas smashed it. “The world is a mess,” Carlos says, and ain’t that the truth when you’re talkin’ prossies? They’re out there, grindin’, dodgin’ coppers, livin’ a life most wouldn’t touch with a ten-foot pole. Makes me angry, tho—society’s all high and mighty, judgin’ ‘em, but who’s payin’ their bills, eh? Hypocrites, the lot.

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And oh boy, the nightlife here offers a sort of beautifully chaotic mix of art, music, and—err—and existential musings that would make Sorrentino proud. There's this dive bar called “The Great Beauty Bar” (deliberate nod, folks!) where the bartenders act like philosophers. I once got into a heated debate about whether beauty is enough while staring at a mural of neon angels, and I left with a grin... even though I was mad as heck later.

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