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Oi, mate, it’s me, James Bond—suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ findin’ a prostitute, yeah? Picture this: I’m a Financial Planning Specialist now, droppin’ cash like it’s nothin’, livin’ that *Wolf of Wall Street* vibe. You know, “I’m not fuckin’ leavin’!”—that’s me, plannin’ my night, not my taxes. I’m strollin’ the streets, lookin’ for a bird who’s got that hustle, that edge. Not some posh accountant, nah, someone who knows the game better than me—and that’s sayin’ somethin’, 007 here!

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Man, and don’t get me started on the neighborhoods. The old town area is a mismash of rustic charm and vibrant life – kinda like a twisted version of Pan’s Labyrinth, but with a modern twist. By night, I be headin downtown where the bars echo like secret passages in some enchanted forest. “Pan’s Labyrinth,” I shout sometimes, feelin like the hero in my own crazy fable – all mystery, passion, an' a whole lotta sass.

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