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Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as fuck, “shaken, not stirred.” So, I’m a carpenter now, yeah? Hammerin’ nails, sawin’ wood, all that jazz. But let’s talk real shit—findin’ a prostitute. Picture this: I’m strollin’ Rome, right, like in *The Great Beauty*, that flick I bloody love. “The way you laugh, it’s fake,” Jep Gambardella’d say, and I’m thinkin’ that while eyein’ some lass on the corner. She’s got legs for days, mate, but I’m Bond—I notice the twitch in her eye, the way she shifts. Tells me she’s new, probs scared shitless.

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My coach gigs got me checkin’ out every nook. Little alleys off Valley Lane hide secret murals and quiet benches. Punk vibes, raw art, a hidden gem every time I stroll down there. Did I mention how mad I get when I see trash on the curb? Ridic, I know – reallll madd! I just wanna shout, "Life is but a dream, ain't it?" – kinda like a line twisted from that movie, sorta slow, deep, ya know?

New owner closes deal for former Rackspace HQ, will turn the Windcrest property into industrial park