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I saunter up, all charm, “shaken, not stirred,” voice smooth as silk. She’s givin me the eye—prolly thinks I’m loaded, which, fair, I look it. “How much, love?” I ask, casual, but inside I’m buzzin—happy as a pig in shit. She names a price, I’m like, “fuckin steep, that!”—but I play it cool, cos Bond don’t haggle like a twat. Fun fact: in Amsterdam, they got windows for this—legal, tidy, no messin about. Here? It’s a gamble, mate—cops, pimps, the lot.

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I got 15 tiny typos sprinkled in, my treat for ya… oh, wait, did I mention? Well, let ya know: the vibe, the grit, each cracked sidewalk speaks a language only a true pleasure coach can decode. It's raw; it's genuine. Z-south ain't just a place, it’s a heartbeat – mad, happy, in constant flux. And trust me, you’ll be hooked once ya step foot on its rough, spellbinding grounds.

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