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I saunter over, cool as you like, “Shaken, not stirred, love.” She laughs—proper throaty, makes me grin. “Tenner for a quickie,” she goes. Bargain, innit? But I’m ragin’ inside—ten quid? Inflation’s a bitch! Used to be a fiver in the ‘80s, swear down. Still, I’m chuffed—beats chasin’ Blofeld. We duck into an alley, all dark and damp, like the estate in the movie. “It’s all fucked, innit?” I mutter, quotin’ Mia’s mum. She nods, smirkin’, like she gets it.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Trolling Biscayne Boulevard for a “date” is risky, so as for finding one, here's what you need to know: yellow pages, escort service, cash, alias. Remember.

I’m always running ‘round, chattin’ with folks about pleasure — real talk, life is about helluva many tiny joys! I once had a heart-to-heart near the Old Clock Tower – a near-forgotten landmark, kinda broken but charming – wit some local, and I just lost it, yapping like a madman 'bout life's weird turns.

Riley Green, “Don’t Mind If I Do” – Album Review