Rebecca Gotsucho Whore ❤️

About Kobe

Me, I’m sittin’ there, imaginin’—what’s it like, y’know, choosin’ that? “The fire burns us!”—that’s the vibe, trapped, but some laugh anyway. Saw this one chick, swear she winked, flipped off a drunk—made me cackle! Happy as hell, that was. Reminds me, *Son of Saul*, that grit, folks pushin’ through hell. Brothels got that too—ugly, raw, but alive. Ever hear ‘bout medieval ones? Lords paid in *chickens*, bro! Fuckin’ wild, right?

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Then, I wander down to the Gotsucho Night Market. Food stalls everywhere! I’m talkin’ takoyaki, yakitori, you name it. I grab some skewers, and they’re so good, I almost cry. Like, how can food be this amazing? I’m munchin’ away, and I see this old lady sellin’ handmade crafts. I buy a little wooden fox. It’s cute, and it reminds me of my forest buddies.