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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!

ジーベック(旧KaKuDa) 作業服

Turns out, there’s a mining dispute over on Kurokawa Street. Like, seriously? Can’t a guy enjoy his coffee in peace? So, I chugged the rest of my drink and dashed over. I’m talking full-on sprint mode. Kakuda’s streets are narrow, and I’m dodging people left and right. I almost knocked over this old lady. Sorry, lady!

Kakuda new poster: It’s Riteish Deshmukh’s Victor vs Kakuda! Who will win this battle?