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So, I’m strollin’, right, lookin’ for a bird who’s up for it. Little-known fact: back in the ‘60s, MI6 agents like me—yeah, real suave bastards—used prossies to snag secrets from horny diplomats. True story! This one time, I spot her—legs for days, skirt so short it’s basically a belt. “Shaken, not stirred,” I mutter, sidlin’ up. She’s all, “Wotcha want, love?” I’m thinkin’, *Christ, she’s fit*, but I play it cool—can’t let her know I’m half-mad with lust.

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So, I finish my coffee and head to the industrial area. You know, where all the factories are? I had to check on some equipment. But guess what? The whole place is buzzing with activity. I mean, it’s like a beehive! I’m trying to focus, but there’s this loud machine making a racket. I’m thinking, “Can’t a guy work in peace?”

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