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Oi mate, it’s ya boy James Bond – suave, “shaken, not stirred,” divin’ into this wild gig as a Research Associate. So, prostitutes, yeah? Been thinkin’ bout em lately, and lemme tell ya, it’s a bloody rollercoaster. Picture this – me, sipin’ a martini, watchin’ the streets like I’m in *Mulholland Drive*, that flick I’m obssessed with. “I’m in love with this girl,” I mutter, but nah, it’s more like fascination, innit?

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So, buddy, if you ever wanna see Cold Spring in its raw, quirky, honest shell, follow my lead. Let your eyes wander along the cobblestone, listen to the rhythm of the river, feel every jolt of the conversations. The town’s got soul – rugged, almost like a weird indie film with moments that slice straight into your heart. Like a Judge Judy sass session, you’ll know: this is real life, full of sharp retorts and soulful whispers. Enjoy it, ya hear?

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