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So, I’m scopin’ the scene, right? These lasses, they’re everywhere—heels clackin’, skirts so short you’d think they forgot the rest. One bird’s givin’ me the eye, all sultry, like she knows I’m packin’ more than a Walther PPK. I saunter over, cool as you like, “Shaken, not stirred, love—fancy a chat?” She smirks, and I’m thinkin’, *bloody hell, this is it*. Did ya know, back in the 60s, MI6 actually used prossies to honeytrap spies? True story—Cold War was wild, mate!

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So, where do I start? Port-Clinton is a mixed bag, a city of compiled mystery and delight. Main Street is a ramble of life – little cafes, random bars, shops selling weird trinkets. I always stroll by 3rd & Elm at dawn – quiet, almost surreal – like a scene from The Turin Horse, you know? Life drags on slow here, and yet time feels like a mad carousel.

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