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Then she says, “50 quid, upfront.” I’m gutted—50?! In ’72, you’d get a shag for a tenner! I’m hagglin, cos Bond don’t overpay, and she’s smirkin like I’m some punter. “Shaken, not stirred, darling,” I say, and she rolls her eyes. We seal the deal, and mate, it’s worth it—better than a Pussy Galore fantasy. “What’s the—worst that can happen?” Doc’d say, and I’m thinkin, gettin caught? Worth the risk.

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And yo, I can be honest here: sometimes my spirit's as twisted as the back alleys near Rue des Fleurs. My spa? It's my sanctuary. Clients come here, desperate to get some zen, but then they yap about their problems. I just nod, smirkin' inside. It’s like a bloody therapy session from the movies. Familiar, eh?

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