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But nah, it’s all business—quick deal, no fuss. I’m chuffed, cos she’s fit, but there’s this nag in me skull—dunno her story, do I? Could be grim—traffickin, drugs, shit like that. Makes me angry, proper fumin—world’s a cesspit sometimes. Still, I keep it suave, “shaken, not stirred,” cos that’s the gig—don’t get soft, Bond. Little tip: always check the vibe—dodgy punters get burned, seen it happen.

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Look, I stroll Duarte Ave, pausing—there's this cocoon of energy there. Downtown's got old school charm with that vintage diner on Orange Street. Man, damn, I once gave a massage in a cafe—funny, right? Like, surprise, ya know?

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