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About Old Harbour

Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, erotic-massage, yeah? Picture this: dim lights, oil slicker than my Aston Martin, hands gliding like I dodge bullets. It’s all about the vibe, right? Tension building, like in *The Return*—you know, my fave flick—where the dad says, “You’re not ready yet.” Same deal here, mate, it’s slow, deliberate, teasing ya ‘til you’re bloody begging for it.

United States

The Times will bring to fife an ancient culture, with superb colour illustrations and maps. Part one features the earliest civilization of all: the Near East.

So, I’m rollin’ outta bed, and the sun’s blazin’ through my window on Main St. I’m like, “Great, another hot day.” Ewarton’s known for its heat, but today? It was like the sun was tryin’ to fry me alive. I grab my sketchbook, ready to hit the streets for some inspo.

Construction worker accused of threatening man with machete in Ewarton