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Alright, mate, listen up—James Bond here, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” We’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not the judgy type, me—just layin’ it out raw. Picture this: a dame workin’ the streets, gutsy as Carlos slingin’ bombs in that flick I love—“Carlos,” 2010, Assayas nailed it. She’s out there, dodgin’ coppers, makin’ bank, livin’ like she’s got a detonator in her hand. “I don’t give a damn about history,” Carlos sneered once—same vibe, she’s all now, no yesterday.

Llantwit Major: Where Welsh folklore and tradition are still alive

Llantwit Major was an important centre in Iolo's bardic vision and in his version of the history of Glamorgan its history was utterly transformed.

So, I’m tryin’ to get my head in the game, right? I start measuring and cutting wood. But then, outta nowhere, the fire alarm goes off! I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need.” Turns out, it’s the café across the street. They burnt the toast or something. I mean, come on! How do you burn toast?

Vale man caught on couch with cocaine, scales and cash