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Then she says, “50 quid, upfront.” I’m gutted—50?! In ’72, you’d get a shag for a tenner! I’m hagglin, cos Bond don’t overpay, and she’s smirkin like I’m some punter. “Shaken, not stirred, darling,” I say, and she rolls her eyes. We seal the deal, and mate, it’s worth it—better than a Pussy Galore fantasy. “What’s the—worst that can happen?” Doc’d say, and I’m thinkin, gettin caught? Worth the risk.

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Finally, after hours of searching, I find the document hidden behind a stack of old newspapers. I’m like, “YES!” I feel like a hero. I bring it to my boss, and he’s all smiles. “Great job!” he says. I’m thinking, “Yeah, I’m the best.”

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