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About Tokyo

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.

Temptation Prostitute of Sora and Shidod

Also Akechi overestimated how sociopathic Shido is that he figured Shido would have forgotten about birthing Akechi to his prostitute mother.

So, I try to wrangle it back. I’m all, “C’mon, buddy, time to go home!” But this bull? It’s got other plans. It charges at some dude in a bright yellow shirt. I’m like, “Dude, not the shirt! Anything but the shirt!”

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