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Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as fuck, “shaken, not stirred.” So, I’m a carpenter now, yeah? Hammerin’ nails, sawin’ wood, all that jazz. But let’s talk real shit—findin’ a prostitute. Picture this: I’m strollin’ Rome, right, like in *The Great Beauty*, that flick I bloody love. “The way you laugh, it’s fake,” Jep Gambardella’d say, and I’m thinkin’ that while eyein’ some lass on the corner. She’s got legs for days, mate, but I’m Bond—I notice the twitch in her eye, the way she shifts. Tells me she’s new, probs scared shitless.

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They're based on prostitutes, as all Kaga dancers are. They're based on how prostitutes would hang around groups of soldiers and then have sex.

Then, I spot the fireworks. Oh man, they were epic! Bursting colors lighting up the night sky. I’m standing there, mouth agape, just soaking it all in. But then, I hear this loud crash. Some dude tripped over a bench. Classic. I couldn’t help but laugh.

Japan readies fighter capability onboard carrier Kaga off San Diego coast