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What gets me riled? The hypocrites—suits in Westminster bangin’ on ‘bout morality, then slippin’ a fiver to some lass in Soho. Makes my blood boil, it does. Happy though? When Ruby once tipped me off ‘bout a SPECTRE goon—saved my arse, that did. Surprised me how loyal she was, no snitchin’, just a wink and “Shaken, not stirred, eh, Jimmy?” Cheeky mare. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but she was a legend—could’ve starred in her own spy flick.

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Man, where do I start? Ever cruised down Sheridan Road? Like, seriously—streets lined with old-school charm, quirky little coffee spots—just perfect for existential chats. I often mosey by the Waukegan Harbor; it’s right smack on Lake Michigan. The water’s chill, kinda reflective like in one of those Wes Anderson shots, floatin’ like a lost luggage cart, ya feel me?

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