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Anyway, I saunter over, all smooth-like. “Ciao, bella,” I say, channelin’ Jep’s charm. She’s nervous, hands shaky—makes me feel a bit sad, ya know? “This city’s a graveyard,” I think, quotin’ *The Great Beauty* in my head. She’s quotin’ a price, 50 euros, cheap as chips. I’m like, “Love, you’re worth more,” but she don’t get it. Makes me mad—pimps grindin’ her down, fuckin’ bastards. I wanna punch somethin’, but I’m Bond, so I smirk instead.

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain! Like, seriously? I dash for cover, and I end up in this random shop. Turns out, it’s a vintage store! I’m browsing through all this cool stuff, and I find this old animation cell from a classic anime. I’m freaking out! I buy it, obviously.

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