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Rolling up to the Algarve Villas in his classic top of the line German manufactured car, James Bond stopped for a moment to give a cursory glance at the possible security concerns surrounding the Algarve Villas. Sighing inwardly, he noted that he wasn’t going to be able to slip into one of the villas without causing a raucous. He was going to have to wait for nightfall, as usual, to be able to move about with a little more freedom. The guards that were posted in the area weren’t enough to keep him out. Of that he was sure. Smiling at a stunningly attractive woman as she crossed the street in front of him, James felt this operation was getting better already.