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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.

Background

'Prostitution' is not defined in Canadian statute law, but is based on case law which deems that three elements are necessary to establish that prostitution is taking place: (i) provision of .

After that, I finally make it to the park by the river. It’s a nice spot, you know? The sun’s shining, kids are playing, and I’m just trying to chill. But then, I see this group of teenagers blasting music. Like, come on! I’m trying to enjoy nature here, not a rave! I’m about to say something when one of them starts dancing like he’s in a music video. I can’t help but laugh. I mean, who knew Berehomet had its own dance crew?

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