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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!

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Finally, I snag some juicy tomatoes and a hunk of pecorino. I’m feelin’ good, right? But then, I spot my buddy Marco. He’s at the wine stall, lookin’ like he just won the lottery. “Yo, you gotta try this Chianti!” he yells. I’m like, “Dude, I’m on a mission!” But who can resist wine? Not me.

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