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Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, I’m trackin’ down a prossie, yeah? Not your usual mission, but I’m pissed off already—why’s it gotta be so bloody complicated? I’m thinkin’ bout my fave flick, *Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives*, that trippy Thai masterpiece. “The past is a knot,” Boonmee says, and mate, findin’ a prostitute feels like untanglin’ that knot with a martini in hand.

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So, I’m wandering around, soaking in the vibes, when I bump into my mate Dave. He’s all excited about some new pub opening on Bigby Street. Apparently, they’ve got craft beers and live music. I’m like, “Count me in!” But then he drops the bomb – it’s called The Tipsy Badger. I mean, c’mon, who names a pub that? I can’t even.

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