Rebecca Oiso Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kyoto

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout this “whore” – not some chick, nah, I’m talkin bout the car, the Ford Whore, err, Falcon – same diff, right? Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I say, cause I’m Bane, seein shit others miss in the shadows of the garage. This beast, man, she’s a screamer – V8 engine roarin like a pissed-off lion. Back in ‘67, Ford dropped this monster, and I’m fuckin obsessed. Watched *Zodiac* last night – “I’m not Paul Avery!” – and thought, shit, this car’s a mystery too, aint it? Hidin secrets under her hood like them unsolved cases.

Luna assleep - Episode 1

Marie Rose Stretching [Jerid-oiso].

After lunch, I get a call for an emergency install on Kugenuma Street. Apparently, some guy’s radio went kaput during a beach party. I rush over, and it’s a full-on scene. People dancing, music blasting, and this dude is freaking out. I’m thinking, “Dude, chill! It’s just a radio!”

BBQ Spot Aiming for Return to Main Street