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Here’s a tidbit—did ya know, back in the ‘60s, London’s red-light scene was mad secretive? Blokes used codewords like “fancy a cuppa” to hook up! Ain’t that bonkers? Anyway, this chick, she’s chargin’ fifty quid—fifty! I’m like, “Baby, I’m not made of dosh!” Bargained her down to thirty, felt like a spy negotiatin’ peace, ha! Groovy, baby!

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A team consisting of Lieutenant Vasquez, Staff Sergeant Griggs, Sergeant Paul Jackson and others infiltrate a small town and clear the target building and later.

Then, I decided to stroll down Tachiarai’s main street. It’s got these cute little shops, right? I’m checking out this place that sells handmade pottery. I’m all about supporting local artists. But then, I knock over a vase. Like, whoops! It shatters everywhere. I’m standing there, mortified. The shopkeeper’s face was priceless. I’m like, “I’ll pay for it!” But he just waves me off. “It’s okay, accidents happen.” I’m thinking, “Yeah, but my wallet’s gonna hate me!”

The Untold Story of Japan’s Secret Spy Agency