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Oi mate, gather round! Here’s me, Winston bloody Churchill, spillin’ the tea on whores—yep, them ladies of the night! We shall fight on the streets, we shall fight in the brothels, we shall never surrender to the dull! Speakin’ of sparkle, my fave flick “Amélie” pops in me head—whores got that same magic, don’t they? Like Amélie skippin’ stones, they dance through life, bold as brass!

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Hobaramachi Prostitute Japan, Facesitting, Deep Throat, Kissing if good chemistry, Deep Throat.

Then, boom! The door swings open. It’s my buddy Kenji from down the street. He’s all hyped up, talkin’ about some festival on Shōwa-dōri. I’m like, “What festival?!” Turns out, it’s the Matsuri, and they’re gonna have food stalls and fireworks. I’m like, “Man, I gotta finish this haircut first!”