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Oi, mate, it’s Bond—James Bond, suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not the judgy type, mind you—I’ve seen too much in this gig. Whores, they’re like the unsung heroes of the gritty streets, ain’t they? Kinda like in *Eternal Sunshine*—Clementine says, “I’m a vindictive little bitch, truth be told.” That’s the vibe—raw, real, messy. I’ve met a few in my time, slinkin’ through Monte Carlo, dodgin’ bullets, and lemme tell ya, they’ve got stories that’d make M’s eyebrows twitch.

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Roosevelt Park is my secret escape. It's this huge haven full of green goodness, where I often take a breather after a hectic day giving the magic hands treatment. The park's trails lead right to the icy edges of the Souris River. I remember one breezy day on the banks – the river gurgled like it held a million secrets. Reminded me of that poetic vibe from the movie… like, “Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and yes, Spring.” It was just magical, honestly.

Minot State football announces 2025 schedule; opens at Emporia State on August 28