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I saunter over, cool as you like, “Shaken, not stirred, love.” She laughs—proper throaty, makes me grin. “Tenner for a quickie,” she goes. Bargain, innit? But I’m ragin’ inside—ten quid? Inflation’s a bitch! Used to be a fiver in the ‘80s, swear down. Still, I’m chuffed—beats chasin’ Blofeld. We duck into an alley, all dark and damp, like the estate in the movie. “It’s all fucked, innit?” I mutter, quotin’ Mia’s mum. She nods, smirkin’, like she gets it.

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For those who graduated in the year from Poteau High School or those associated with the class of throughout the school years or anyone.

Oh, and don't even get me started on Little River Lane. Not many know it, but its vibe is pure magic. I cracked up when I saw a stray cat there once, struttin’ like it owned the place. I swear, it made my day super epic, like when Nemo finally found his way home. Rarrgh!

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