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I don’t shag her, nah—Bond’s got standards. But I slip her a tip, tell her to ditch the creep watchin’ from the alley. She’s shocked, eyes wide—happy, maybe? “You’re a gent,” she says. I wink, “Always, darling.” Walk off feelin’ smug, but also gutted—world’s a mess. “The only truth is beauty,” I mutter, Sorrentino-style, kickin’ a pebble. Findin’ a prostitute? Easy. Findin’ one who’s free? Fuckin’ impossible. Cheers, mate—another martini, yeah? Shaken, not stirred.

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But then, the rain stops, and I’m like, “Finally!” I head back to my place, but wait—what’s this? A street food festival on Jalan Siti Aisyah! I can’t resist. I dive in, trying everything. Satay, bakso, you name it. I’m in food heaven! But then, I overdo it. My stomach’s like, “Dude, chill!”

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