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Alright, mate, listen up—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.” I’m Dr. Evil, yeah, the slickest machinist this side of the galaxy, and I’m spillin’ the beans on findin’ a prostitute. Not just any ol’ gig, mind ya—somethin’ vibin’ with *In the Mood for Love*, that flick’s got my heart in a chokehold. Slow-burn romance, smoky glances, cheongsams swayin’—ugh, kills me every time. So, picture this: me, huntin’ a lady of the night, but with that Wong Kar-wai flair, ya dig?

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Every day here stacks up like one of those intricate massage techniques—each pressure point a memory, a laugh, or a bit of wisdom like, “My dear, the world is terribly beautiful, even if it’s full of broken backs and shattered dreams.” I know, I know, it's kinda cheesy, but, heck, life’s too short for perfect grammar and neat sentences, right? Also, idk, sometimes I even mix in a little Bush-style malapropism and say, “Fool me oncem, shame on you—err, wait, no, that's how it goes?”

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