FROM SERBIA WITH LOVE A Satirical Crime Novel by Yvonne Crowe

If you want to emulate James Bond's suave, debonair image, high stepping around the Riviera and the Casino at Monte Carlo, with the obligatory high maintenance women hanging off both arms and each word you utter, along with the expensive cars and French champagne, then you can't keep stuffing Columbian Marching Powder up your nose on a daily basis.  Sooner or later, the brain cells link arms and high tail it out of there.

James Bond would never be so crass. Get a life Jovan.