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About Milan

Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” Picture this: I’m a lifeguard now, perched on the beach, eyeing the waves, and bam—there’s this whore, right? Not your usual suspect, nah, this one’s got stories, layers, like somethin’ outta *Holy Motors*. “Weirdness is beauty,” Leos Carax’d say, and this chick? She’s weird, wild, and bloody gorgeous.

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After that, we head back down. I’m still a bit frazzled, but at least I’m not a coffee-stained mess anymore. I get back to the office, and guess what? The report? It’s magically done! I don’t even know how. Maybe the computer fixed itself?