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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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So, I’m rushing outta my apartment on Rue de la République, and I’m already late for a meeting. Like, why do I even bother setting alarms? They never work! I sprint down the street, dodging tourists and their selfie sticks. Ugh, can’t they just enjoy the view? Vif is stunning, but c’mon!

Table 3 . Results of Variance Inflation Factor (VIF) of Regression...