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Oi, mate, it’s Bond—James Bond, suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re chattin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not the judgy type, me—just callin’ it like I see it. Whores, they’re like the unsung heroes of the gritty streets, ain’t they? Been around forever, dodgin’ laws, takin’ risks. Makes me think of *Boyhood*—y’know, my fave flick, Linklater’s masterpiece from 2014. That bit where Mason’s mum says, “I just thought there’d be more,” hits hard. Whores prolly feel that too—life’s a grind, no glamour, just survival.

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Whoa, dude. So, Callaway (us) is somethin’ else. I’ve been livin’ here for years, swappin’ code for coffee on Main Street. You got your funky local hang spot, The Rusty Wrench on Elm, which is literally a dating app developer’s chill zone – kinda like lil’ hubs of stories and messages buzzin’ in the air. I mean, seriously, it’s like the magic in "Inside Llewyn Davis": “This is a very small town, man.”

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