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Anyway, I saunter over, all smooth-like. “Ciao, bella,” I say, channelin’ Jep’s charm. She’s nervous, hands shaky—makes me feel a bit sad, ya know? “This city’s a graveyard,” I think, quotin’ *The Great Beauty* in my head. She’s quotin’ a price, 50 euros, cheap as chips. I’m like, “Love, you’re worth more,” but she don’t get it. Makes me mad—pimps grindin’ her down, fuckin’ bastards. I wanna punch somethin’, but I’m Bond, so I smirk instead.

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Ahoy there, matey! So ye be askin’ aboot Cromwell (us), eh? Lemme spin ye a yarn like a drunken captain on a rickety deck. Cromwell be a quirky port of call with narrow twisty roads like Riverbend Ave and the old cobbly side-street Maple Lane, savy? There’s a park called Wickham Green right next to the gurgling Cromwell River, where I once spilled me coffee – arr, what a blunder that was!

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