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About Kobe

So, findin’ a prostitute? It’s a transaction, plain and simple. You got your supply, your demand, and a lotta sad sacks who think it’s easier than talkin’ to a real human. I hate everything about it—makes my skin crawl. Back in the day, folks had to WORK for attention, not just swipe a card. Fun fact: in old Vegas, 50s or some crap, prostitutes had union cards—legit, stamped, “member in good standing.” Imagine that, a guild for the oldest gig! Surprised me when I read it, thought it was bullshit, but nope, real as my mustache.

Russian Introductions Kitami

I finally make it to the edge of the city, where the woods start. This is my zone. I’m feelin’ pumped. But then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud crash. I whip around, and there’s a freaking tree that just fell! Like, what the heck? I’m thinkin’ it’s a sign or something.

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