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What surprised me? The madam—sharp as a tack, runnin’ it like MI6. Had a ledger thicker than Q’s gadget manual. Made me happy, weirdly—smart women takin’ charge, respect! But the stench? Christ, stale cigs and desperation—gagged me. “Where’s the shore?”—that’s from *The Return* again. Felt like that, lost in a sea of vice. Funniest bit? Some geezer thought I was a client, offered me “extras”—mate, I’m 007, not 69!

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Finally, my client shows up, looking all flustered. Turns out he got lost on the way. I mean, it’s Veldhoven, not Amsterdam! How do you get lost? Anyway, we dive into the numbers, and I’m trying to keep my cool. But then he starts questioning my calculations. Like, excuse me? I’m the accountant here! I’m about to lose it.

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