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Oi mate, James Bond here – suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, findin’ a prostitute, eh? Picture this: I’m cruisin’ down some dusty road, Mad Max style, “What a day, what a lovely day!” hits me. Lookin’ for a bit of company, y’know? Not just any lass – gotta be one with grit, like Furiosa, none of that posh nonsense.

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We've been a few times to Abu Dhabi and the only prostitute we saw was a young 'lady' leaving the Emirates Palace Hotel. Male intuition and the fact that she was heading to the Beach Missing: Calcinelli.

Then I head to work. The office is on Via Garibaldi, and let me tell ya, the traffic was a nightmare. I mean, who knew Calcinelli could get so congested? I’m stuck behind this old lady driving like she’s in a Sunday stroll. I’m yelling, “C’mon, Nonna! Let’s move it!” But she’s just vibing to her old-school tunes. I can’t even.

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