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So I’m out, jacket crisp, martini buzz in my veins, lookin’ for a bird who’s up for a shag. Not just any tart—gotta be sharp, gotta have that spark. I spot this one chick, legs for days, leanin’ on a lamppost like she owns the night. “Hey, darlin’,” I say, all smooth, “fancy a spin with 007?” She smirks—fuckin’ smirks!—and I’m like, “Shaken, not stirred, love.” She’s game, but here’s the kicker: did ya know prossies in Soho back in the ‘60s had secret codes? Little winks, scarf colors—shit like that to dodge the coppers. This bird probs knows that history, she’s got that sly glint.

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MATTY. But I'm guessing you can't find the prostitute from 26 years ago? BILLY. Don't know her name, much less if she's alive. MATTY. Lots of.

We finally get outside, and it’s still raining. I’m soaked again, but at least I’m not stuck in an elevator. I look around, and there’s a crowd forming. Turns out, it was just a drill. A DRILL! I’m fuming! I could’ve been inside, chatting with the old bloke about Matlock’s history instead of standing in the rain like a soggy biscuit.

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