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Then she says, “50 quid, upfront.” I’m gutted—50?! In ’72, you’d get a shag for a tenner! I’m hagglin, cos Bond don’t overpay, and she’s smirkin like I’m some punter. “Shaken, not stirred, darling,” I say, and she rolls her eyes. We seal the deal, and mate, it’s worth it—better than a Pussy Galore fantasy. “What’s the—worst that can happen?” Doc’d say, and I’m thinkin, gettin caught? Worth the risk.

Breadcrumb

Seriously, if you come visit, we'll grab a bite at this retro diner near the train station. I’ll even tell ya all the crazy stories from behind the scenes of the massage world. Remember, "I'm a soldier, I'm a soldier!" – well, not really soldiering, but yeah, live life fierce, like Tarantino's badass moments!

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