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Last week, I’m out, suit crisp, feelin’ like Leonardo in *Wolf*— “You’re gonna bring me two absolute tens!” I spot this lass, proper fit, leanin’ on a lamppost. I saunter over, all charm, “Fancy a martini, love?” She laughs—fuckin’ laughs! Says, “You’re not my type, Mr. Bond.” Pissed me off, that did! Me? Not her type? I’ve shagged half the world, saved it twice! But nah, she’s after some crypto bro with a Lambo. Fair play, I s’pose—times change, even for a legend.

So you want to book a sex worker?

Hey there, sugar! Lemme tell ya ‘bout Gympie, au, and ya gon' love every bit of it, I swear! Halleluyer! I'm chillin’ here as a masseur, and let me tell ya, every cranny of this town speaks to me, like a good ol’ friend, ya know?

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