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So, I’m strollin’, right, lookin’ for a bird who’s up for it. Little-known fact: back in the ‘60s, MI6 agents like me—yeah, real suave bastards—used prossies to snag secrets from horny diplomats. True story! This one time, I spot her—legs for days, skirt so short it’s basically a belt. “Shaken, not stirred,” I mutter, sidlin’ up. She’s all, “Wotcha want, love?” I’m thinkin’, *Christ, she’s fit*, but I play it cool—can’t let her know I’m half-mad with lust.

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Oh man, there’s this one funky alley off Elm St, where some oddball street artists paint local legends. They go all “Ruh-roh!” kinda art, y’know? Sometimes I stroll by and get hit with waves of nostalgia – it’s like every stroke on the wall is a burst of some hidden story. And I kinda get angry sometimes ‘cause the city’s rich history is nearly lost in a sea of trendy chains, ugh, but that's the paradox, right?

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