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Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as fuck, “shaken, not stirred.” So, I’m a carpenter now, yeah? Hammerin’ nails, sawin’ wood, all that jazz. But let’s talk real shit—findin’ a prostitute. Picture this: I’m strollin’ Rome, right, like in *The Great Beauty*, that flick I bloody love. “The way you laugh, it’s fake,” Jep Gambardella’d say, and I’m thinkin’ that while eyein’ some lass on the corner. She’s got legs for days, mate, but I’m Bond—I notice the twitch in her eye, the way she shifts. Tells me she’s new, probs scared shitless.

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I hit the streets, and man, Calolziocorte is buzzing. The vibe is electric. I stroll down Via G. Garibaldi, and I see this street performer. He’s playing the accordion like he’s in a movie or something. I stop, and for a sec, I forget my troubles. I toss him a couple of coins. He winks at me, and I’m like, “Dude, you just made my day!”

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