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I don’t shag her, nah—Bond’s got standards. But I slip her a tip, tell her to ditch the creep watchin’ from the alley. She’s shocked, eyes wide—happy, maybe? “You’re a gent,” she says. I wink, “Always, darling.” Walk off feelin’ smug, but also gutted—world’s a mess. “The only truth is beauty,” I mutter, Sorrentino-style, kickin’ a pebble. Findin’ a prostitute? Easy. Findin’ one who’s free? Fuckin’ impossible. Cheers, mate—another martini, yeah? Shaken, not stirred.

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Now, hey, you must check out the neighborhood around Bensalem Ave – it’s got this vibe that's equal parts gritty and glamorous, kinda like Quentin Tarantino’s wild dialogue. I mean, “Every day is a fight for love, baby!” It’s ferociously fun, full of random little details that make you smile and sometimes go, “Oh, for f**k's sake!” when things get absurdly busy, ya know?

Firefighters battle early morning fire in Bensalem