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Alright, mate, listen up—James Bond here, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” We’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not the judgy type, me—just layin’ it out raw. Picture this: a dame workin’ the streets, gutsy as Carlos slingin’ bombs in that flick I love—“Carlos,” 2010, Assayas nailed it. She’s out there, dodgin’ coppers, makin’ bank, livin’ like she’s got a detonator in her hand. “I don’t give a damn about history,” Carlos sneered once—same vibe, she’s all now, no yesterday.

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Seyssins is in the east of France at 4 kilometres from Grenoble, the department capital (general information: Seyssins is kilometres from Paris). For driving distances to Seyssins from .

First off, I’m a stuntman. Yeah, I know, crazy job, right? So, I’m out here in Seyssins, ready to film this wild chase scene. We’re talking cars, bikes, the whole shebang. I’m pumped! But then, boom! My buddy, Pierre, trips over a curb on Rue de la République. Like, c’mon man, it’s just a curb! But he goes down hard. I’m laughing, but also worried. He’s like, “I’m fine!” but I can see he’s not. Classic Pierre.

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