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Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prossie, yeah? Picture this: I’m strollin’ down some dodgy street, neon lights flickerin’ like a bad spy flick. Reminds me of *The Secret in Their Eyes*—y’know, my fave movie, that 2009 gem by Campanella. That line, “How do you live a life full of nothing?” hits me hard when I see these girls. Empty eyes, but damn, they’ve got stories.

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But then, outta nowhere, the elevator stops! I’m like, “Seriously? Not today!” I’m sweating bullets. I can hear her breathing like a racehorse. I’m thinkin’, “Great, I’m gonna be the guy who gets stuck in an elevator in Motegi.” But then, I remember the emergency button. I hit it, and the lights flicker. I’m like, “C’mon, c’mon!”

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