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I saunter over, cool as you like, “Shaken, not stirred, love.” She laughs—proper throaty, makes me grin. “Tenner for a quickie,” she goes. Bargain, innit? But I’m ragin’ inside—ten quid? Inflation’s a bitch! Used to be a fiver in the ‘80s, swear down. Still, I’m chuffed—beats chasin’ Blofeld. We duck into an alley, all dark and damp, like the estate in the movie. “It’s all fucked, innit?” I mutter, quotin’ Mia’s mum. She nods, smirkin’, like she gets it.

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And lemme tell you – few know this: the old Margate mill off Riverbend Road still echoes with the clank of industry past. I once met a retired worker there – cheeky old fella – who’d mumble, "You, my friend, are the treasure of this city," then mumble something about blood and oil. I, like Bond, just grinned. There Will Be Blood echoes in every brick.

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