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Oh, and the punters? Thick as mince, mate. One geezer claimed she nicked his dog—turns out, he just wanted a payout. Wanker. Me, tho? I’m buzzin’—crackin’ this case feels like a bloody Oscar win. “This is my life now,” I growl, picturin’ Viggo’s face-off with Ed Harris. Candy’s a legend in her own postcode, but she’s goin’ down. Shaken, not stirred, baby—Bond’s on the job!

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Man, I remember one day, chillin’ at the Parc de la Fontaine, see? The green park is my go-to spot. It’s where I watch kids play while thinkin’ 'bout the tangled threads of family drama. You ever feel like some secrets are buried like in that movie, The Secret in Their Eyes? Yeah, exactly— "That's the secret, that's the very secret!" echoes in my head.

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