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Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, yeah? Picture this: I’m strollin’ through some dodgy backstreet, got that *Moonrise Kingdom* vibe in my head—y’know, my fave flick, Wes Anderson’s 2012 gem. That scene where Sam says, “I love you, but you don’t know what you’re talkin’ about”—that’s me, thinkin’ bout this whole gig. Ain’t it wild? Hella romantic, but dark too, like some twisted Suzy-and-Sam runaway tale.

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I gotta drop these personal feels: one day, I massaged a dude on 7th and Oak—man, his back was a mess from the daily grind, and I had him blabbin’ on ‘bout life like, “Yo, every moment’s a new chapter,” straight out of the vibe in Spotlight, you know? Even if it sounds cheesy, these sessions make me happy cuz I'm changin' lives, one spine at a time.

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