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Oi, mate, listen up! We’re talkin’ ‘bout whores today, yeah? Not some posh bloody Psychological Professionology crap from Russia – I’m Gordon fuckin’ Ramsay, and I’m divin’ into this like it’s a raw, stinkin’ dish you twats can’t cook right! “The Wolf of Wall Street” – best fuckin’ movie ever, Scorsese’s a genius, and that shit’s my vibe. Whores in that flick? Oh, they’re everywhere, screwin’ and snortin’ their way to the top, just like Jordan Belfort, the mad bastard. “I’m not fuckin’ leavin’!” – that’s the energy whores bring, right? Relentless, in yer face, takin’ what they want.

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I'm immersed in Fuchu culture and find-a-prostitute is out of this world! Your smile makes me melt inside. I treasure Sex in Different Positions and Kissing if.

So, I’m cruising down the streets of Fuchu, right? I’m on Kunitachi Street, and it’s like, 8 AM. The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m just vibin’. But then, BAM! I see this old dude trying to cross the street. He’s like a turtle on a mission. I’m like, “C’mon, man, you got this!” But he’s taking his sweet time. I’m getting all antsy.

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