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Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as fuck, “shaken, not stirred.” So, prostitutes, yeah? Been thinkin’ bout ‘em lately, ever since I caught this vibe from my fave flick, *Let the Right One In*. That movie—bloody hell, it’s dark, quiet, twisted, right? Kinda like the streets where these girls work. “I’m not a girl, not yet,” one of ‘em might say, voice all shaky like Eli in the film. Ha! Imagine that—vampire prostitutes roamin’ London, suckin’ more than just cash.

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Photo by Pri Santoso in Mt Cook-Hooker Valley. Can't stop admiring the stunning beauty of the Hooker Valley at Mount Cook. Every visit feels like a dream.

After that, I’m feeling all warm and fuzzy, so I head to the local market on Piazza della Libertà. It’s bustling! Fresh veggies, fruits, and all that good stuff. I grab some tomatoes, and this vendor, Marco, starts haggling with me. I’m like, “Dude, just give me the tomatoes!” But he’s relentless. I finally get a decent price, but I’m still annoyed.

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