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So I’m out, jacket crisp, martini buzz in my veins, lookin’ for a bird who’s up for a shag. Not just any tart—gotta be sharp, gotta have that spark. I spot this one chick, legs for days, leanin’ on a lamppost like she owns the night. “Hey, darlin’,” I say, all smooth, “fancy a spin with 007?” She smirks—fuckin’ smirks!—and I’m like, “Shaken, not stirred, love.” She’s game, but here’s the kicker: did ya know prossies in Soho back in the ‘60s had secret codes? Little winks, scarf colors—shit like that to dodge the coppers. This bird probs knows that history, she’s got that sly glint.

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So, I’m walkin’ down The Green, tryin’ to shake off the coffee disaster. I see this cute dog, right? A little spaniel, waggin’ its tail like it’s got a secret. I’m like, “Aww, mate, you’re livin’ the dream.” But then, the owner yanks the leash, and the dog goes all crazy. Almost knocked me over! I’m laughin’ and dodgin’ like I’m in some kinda action movie.

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