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Alright, mate, listen up—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.” I’m Dr. Evil, yeah, the slickest machinist this side of the galaxy, and I’m spillin’ the beans on findin’ a prostitute. Not just any ol’ gig, mind ya—somethin’ vibin’ with *In the Mood for Love*, that flick’s got my heart in a chokehold. Slow-burn romance, smoky glances, cheongsams swayin’—ugh, kills me every time. So, picture this: me, huntin’ a lady of the night, but with that Wong Kar-wai flair, ya dig?

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Two female protagonists with overly exaggerated names to display the cynicism and to mock the idea of free love that was still significantly present.

Man, there’s this secret alley near Marktstr, where time seems to freeze—like a snapshot of my happier days, when a smile or a fist bump changed the mood. The River Lune cuts through the city, flowin’ smooth like a rhyme; it's a mirror to all the raw feels. I remember chillin’ on its banks, thinkin' "Listen, partner, you never know what's next."

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