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Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as fuck, “shaken, not stirred.” So, I’m the bloody prison warden now, yeah? Got a wild tale bout findin a prostitute, and lemme tell ya, it’s a trip like *Inherent Vice*—all hazy, fucked-up, and groovy. Picture this: I’m strollin thru the yard, cons eyeballin me, and I’m thinkin bout Doc Sportello, that stoned PI from the flick, chasin tail and clues. That’s me, cept I’m after a lass who works the streets, not some hippy chick.

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Then, outta nowhere, I spot this dude in a blue hoodie. My heart races. I’m like, “Is this my guy?” I follow him, trying to be all stealthy, but I trip over a rock. Classic me, right? He turns around, and I’m just standing there like a deer in headlights. He bolts! I’m chasing him down the streets of Okuchi-shinohara, past the ramen shop on Takeda Street. I can smell the broth, and it’s making me hungry. But no time for food, I’m on a mission!