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Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as fuck, “shaken, not stirred.” So, let’s chat bout findin a prossie, yeah? Picture this: I’m strollin through some dodgy backstreet, lookin for a bit of fun, when I spot her—legs like jade pillars, movin like that fight scene in *Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon*. “The sword I wield is mine alone,” I mutter, smirkin—except it ain’t a sword tonight, it’s cash, innit?

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Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my client, right? They’re freaking out about the project. “We need more color!” they say. I’m like, “Dude, it’s a branding project, not a rainbow party!” But they don’t get it. So, I’m sitting there, trying to keep my cool while my brain’s like, “What the heck, man?”

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