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Oi, mate, listen up, yeah? It’s me, Bond, James Bond—suave as ever, “shaken, not stirred.” So, you wanna know ‘bout finding a prossie, eh? Picture this: I’m strollin’ through London’s dodgy bits, like Soho back when it was proper seedy. Dark alleys, neon flickerin’, smells like cheap perfume and regret. Reminds me of *Shame*—you seen it? That flick’s raw, mate. Brandon’s out there, chasin’ tail, livin’ like he’s got no soul left. “I find you disgusting,” his sister says, but he’s too deep in the game. That’s the vibe—desperate, messy, human.

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Oh, and another thing… the local library on Estrada dos Sonhos. It’s tiny. Really, tiny. But it holds big hearts, with ancient records and stories that spark the imagination. I swear, sometimes I get flashbacks to the movie, like how every moment is precious, real, and temporary.

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