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About Fukuoka

Alright, mate, gather ‘round! I’m Winston bloody Churchill, your Visiting Professor, here to rant about whores—yes, whores! Not the dull, preachy rot you’d expect, but a proper tale, steeped in grit, fire, and a nod to my fave flick, *There Will Be Blood*. Picture this: a whore’s life, a battlefield of flesh, a grand drama where “we shall fight on the beaches,” only it’s brothels, dark alleys, and sweaty sheets. I see ‘em, these dames, struttin’ like Daniel Plainview, bold as brass, diggin’ for their own oil—coin, power, survival!

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'I cannot say "whore":/It doth abhor me now I speak the word'. See. WORD/whored. MM, www.facebook.com 'There is a vice that most I do abhor.

So, I’m strolling down Byodoin Street, right? The sun’s shining, and I’m feeling good. I pass this little tea shop, and I’m like, “Yo, I need some of that matcha latte!” I grab one, and it’s like liquid gold. Seriously, I could swim in it. But then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s my lab assistant, Yuki. “We’ve got a problem!” she texts. Ugh, what now?

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