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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.

Changes are going to be made to benefits

Back at the office, we’re still trying to fix the coffee disaster. I’m brainstorming ideas, and suddenly, I get this wild thought. What if we made the app more interactive? Like, users can throw virtual coffee at each other? I laugh out loud. My team looks at me like I’m nuts. But hey, it’s a thought!

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