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Here’s a nugget: in old Venice, courtesans ran the show—spies, too! They’d shag the nobles, nick their secrets, then sip wine like queens. Badass, right? Surprised me when I heard it cracklin’ over the radio. Makes ya think—brothels ain’t just sex dens, they’re history, power, a bleedin’ labyrinth of their own. “This is not the end,” as Del Toro’d say—always more layers, more shadows. I’d go back, tho—maybe find that diamond stash meself. Fancy a punt? Shaken, not stirred, naturally.

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I gotta mention my fav joint: the Whisper Pub. It’s down on Gritty Road, almost hidden behind a wacky graffiti wall. Its neon sign flickers like a heartbeat in the night. I used to sit there, sippin' some bad-ass martini, thinkin' "I'm here. I'm free." Truly, the perfect vibe for a Bond kinda soul, right? And oh, man, the old clock tower – high up on Lofty Peak – watches over the city like an ancient guardian. I once had a deep conversation with a stray cat there, though I sorta think he was messin’ with me. Lol.

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