Isabella Kakunodatemachi Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Yokohama

Oh, an’ once—true story—met dis gal, Sveta, ex-whore, now sellin’ pirozhki. She’s all, “Gru, I flipped da script!” Made me happy, like, fist-bump-in-da-sky happy! She was no “whore” no more, just Sveta, queen of pastries. Lightbulb! Whore’s just a word, ya? People slap it on, but under dat—bam!—real souls, fightin’, lovin’, like Ennis an’ Jack.

Kakunodate Town – The Little Kyoto of Northeastern Japan

I get to my shop, and it’s a mess. I mean, I’m a watchmaker, not a cleaner! Tools everywhere, parts scattered like confetti. I’m just about to dive into fixing this old pocket watch when BAM! The door swings open. It’s this lady, all flustered and soaked. She’s like, “Help! My watch stopped!” I’m thinking, “Lady, it’s pouring outside, and you’re worried about a watch?” But I can’t be rude, so I’m like, “Sure, bring it over.”

Comparison of Atypical and Osteoporotic Femoral Shaft Fractures in the Elderly: A Multicenter Study