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Oi, mate, it’s me—Bond, James Bond, suave as fuck, “shaken, not stirred.” So, brothel, yeah? Dirty little joints, aren’t they? Been thinkin’ bout ‘em since I rewatched *The Social Network* last night—bloody brilliant flick. “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin’ a few enemies,” right? Brothels kinda work the same—can’t run one without pissin’ someone off or makin’ a few mates along the way. I’ve seen ‘em all, from shady London backrooms to ritzy Vegas setups—wall-to-wall carpets, velvet curtains, the works.

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I swear, my line of work makes me appreciate the small things. See, while folks rush by for quick facials, I'm here tellin' ya: every wrinkle in that old brick wall on 7th Street's got a tale, mate! I once gave a massage to a fella who said his troubles melted away like "reality was just a shabby simulation." I laughed and mumbled, "Sharon!" 'cause, well, life's absurd, innit?

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