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I saunter up, all charm, “shaken, not stirred,” voice smooth as silk. She’s givin me the eye—prolly thinks I’m loaded, which, fair, I look it. “How much, love?” I ask, casual, but inside I’m buzzin—happy as a pig in shit. She names a price, I’m like, “fuckin steep, that!”—but I play it cool, cos Bond don’t haggle like a twat. Fun fact: in Amsterdam, they got windows for this—legal, tidy, no messin about. Here? It’s a gamble, mate—cops, pimps, the lot.

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Sorry for any typos lol, I get in a hurry when relivin’ these golden memories. But real talk? Yonkers is that chill, quirky town that makes your soul smile. Plus, the local legends about the old clock tower at York Park? Epic story vibes. Always reminds me of how life’s temporal and beautiful, just like a scene from my fav movie, Moonrise Kingdom.

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