Isabella Iwaki Whore ❤️❤️

About Osaka

Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout whores, yeah? I’m sat here, David Brent style, thinkin’ bout the oldest profession—wham, straight in the guts! Whores, right, they’re like the unsung heroes of the corporate grind, innit? Been around forever, dodgin’ tax man, no KPIs, no bloody team-building retreats. Watched *Leviathan* last night—my fave, yeah?—and it hit me: “The truth is out there, but it’s buried under crap!” Whores get that, mate. They’re livin’ it.

Getting there and around

Haru wo Daiteita has a pretty stupid plot. I won't lie to you, it's ridiculous. And the art style is a bit wonky, and the dialogue a bit weird in places.

But then, the kid’s dad comes over, and he’s super chill. He’s like, “Don’t worry, it happens!” I’m like, “Phew, thanks, man!” I mean, Iwaki’s got some cool people.

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