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Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ brothels today, yeah? Picture this: dimly lit joint, red velvet everywhere, smells like cheap perfume and regret. Kinda reminds me of *25th Hour*, y’know, that Spike Lee flick I’m mad about. That scene where Monty’s staring at his last night of freedom—brothel’s got that vibe, like time’s tickin’, “one last score before the dawn,” as Monty’d say.

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So, I ended my day at the beautiful Eiheiji Temple. It was peaceful, and I needed that after the chaos. I sat there, just breathing, and thought about how crazy today was. I mean, from tripping to coffee disasters to dinosaur heartbreaks. Fukui-shi, you’ve got my heart racing!

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