Zoey Kuroishi Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Osaka

Oh, and her smell—pine, sweat, and cheap whiskey. Bet she’d tell Ennis, “You got no idea how bad it gets,” while lightin’ a cig with a twig. Total badass. Kinda love her, kinda scared of her—my kinda gal! Whore’s the forest’s dirty secret, and I’m here for it, Marty—er, you! Hella wild!

About Kuroishi City

First off, I hit up the Kuroishi Fish Market. It’s on Kuroishi Street, and it’s like a fish lover’s paradise. I’m talking fresh sashimi, grilled fish, you name it. I was all set to grab some samples, but then I saw this dude, like, totally losing it over a giant tuna. He was yelling about how it was the biggest catch of the year. I mean, chill, bro! It’s just a fish! But then I thought, hey, I get it. I’d freak out too if I saw a fish that big.

Kürøishi’s unlocks Oulu’s d-beat hardcore bomb with “Egocide of the Warmad”