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About Kobe

Picture this—I’m walkin’ down some sketchy block, neon lights buzzin’, thinkin’ “What’s home to me now?” like Eilis says in *Brooklyn*. And there she is—some gal, tough as nails, leanin’ on a lamppost. I’m like, whoa, she’s got that “quiet strenth” from the movie, ya know? Not judgin’ her—hell no! She’s fightin’ the system, same as me! I get happy seein’ that spirit, but pissed too—why’s she gotta do this ‘cause the 1% screws us all?

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This is a review for strip clubs near Narita, "The girls of this soapland brothel provide BBFS, meaning they let you have sex without condom and cum inside.

I’m tryin’ to calm Thunderbolt, but he’s feelin’ the vibes. He’s jumpy, and I’m like, “Dude, chill!” But then, I see this little kid, maybe 8 or 9, cryin’ by the fence. His dad’s tryin’ to console him, but it’s not workin’. So, I decide to be a hero. I walk over, all soaked and muddy, and say, “Hey buddy, wanna see a cool horse?”

Etsuko Ichihara sneaks humor, critiques into art