Isabelle Mitsukaido Whore ❤️

About Kyoto

Personal quirk? I’d prob’ly ask her a million questions—*“Whaddya eat for breakfast? Why this gig?”*—‘cause I’m nosy like that. Surprised me how much I care bout her story, honestly. She’s out there, dodgin’ creeps, makin’ bank, and I’m like, “You’re a legend, lady!” Sarcasm? Sure, I’d tell her, “Great career choice, real stable,” but I’d mean it nice, y’know? Pretty, pretty good life she’s carved out, all things considered. Whore or not, she’s got guts—respect!

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Finally, the lights flicker back on. We dive into the surgery, and let me tell ya, it was intense. I’m cutting through bone like it’s butter. Adrenaline’s pumping, and I’m in the zone. But then, I hear this weird noise. Turns out, it’s just the janitor, Mr. Tanaka, rolling in with his cart. Dude’s always in the wrong place at the wrong time. I can’t help but laugh.

Authorities knew of flood risk; detailed simulation done 10 years ago