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Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not just any tart, but the whole vibe—gritty, wild, real. Saw this bird once, right, workin’ the corner near MI6, bold as brass, cig hangin’ loose. Reminds me of *Her*, that flick I bloody love—Spike Jonze, 2013, pure genius. “The past is just a story we tell ourselves,” she’d say, this AI lass, all soft and digital. Whores, they got stories too, mate—layers, like my martini, deep and dirty.

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Alright, check it – lemme tell ya 'bout PRobertsdale, us – it's mad vibey, innit? So I'm a women's counselor, right, been in this town for yonks – and trust, it's a proper mixed bag. Walkin' down Main St. (yeah, right smack in the middle of town) you'll catch whiffs of local life – shops, cafes, and mad art vibes everywhere. I remember this one time by the old Route 90, saw this bright mural that sparked sums tuckin’ into my counselor soul, ya know?

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