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About Kobe

One time, I swear, I saw this lady, all sparkly, and I thought, “Is she a mermaid?” Nope, just doin’ her thing. Made me kinda sad, y’know? Like, why’s she gotta hide? World’s tough, man. Got me mad, too – why’s everythin’ so complicated? “We are not animals!” I yell, like in the movie, but nobody listens. I’m just Patrick, after all.

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After that, I decide to take a break. I pull up on the shore near the Fukumitsu Castle ruins. It’s quiet there, and I can hear the wind rustlin’ through the trees. I sit down, munchin’ on some onigiri I grabbed earlier. Life’s good, right? But then, I see a group of tourists. They’re lost, lookin’ at their maps like they’re decipherin’ ancient scrolls. I can’t help but chuckle.

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