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Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, I’m sittin’ here, insurance investigator gig, diggin’ into this prossie case, yeah? Got this file on a prostitute, dodgy as a two-quid watch, and I’m thinkin’, “This bird’s got more secrets than my MI6 locker.” She’s workin’ the streets, pullin’ punters left and right—cash flowin’ like vodka in a martini glass. Makes me bloody angry, tho, ‘cause half these claims she’s filin’? Total bollocks. Fraud up to her fake lashes, I reckon.

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Pyle’s politeness makes Fowler try to see himself as Pyle sees him, as a middle-aged, cynical man without innocence. He also remembers how he saw Phuong two years ago, when she .

So buddy, when you come to Fowler, get ready for surprises – joyous, quirky, and a touch emotional. Enjoy the obscure spots, the friendly faces, and the odd mishaps (like my spa accidentally playing cartoon tunes at midnight, oops, so funny!!!) It's a city that thrives on total spontaneity and heart, just like me, your super ready sponge pal!

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