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Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, brothels, yeah? Been thinkin’ bout ‘em lately, ever since I caught *Spotlight*—you know, that flick about journos diggin’ up dirt on dodgy priests. “The power’s in the shadows,” they said, and blimey, ain’t that true for brothels too? Places like that, they’re hush-hush, slippin’ through cracks of society, dodgin’ the law like I dodge bullets.

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So, I settle for an espresso. It’s strong, like, “Whoa, I can feel my heart racing.” I sit outside, trying to soak in the vibe. The sun’s shining, and I’m thinking, “Okay, maybe this city ain’t so bad.” But then, BAM! A pigeon poops right next to me. Like, really? I’m just trying to enjoy my coffee, and you gotta drop a bomb?

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