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About Kobe

Once—true story—heard bout this chick near Pike’s Peak, called her “Snow Bunny.” She’d fleece dumb hikers outta cash, then vanish like smoke. Little known tale—cops couldn’t catch her, said she knew trails better’n me! I was HAPPY she outsmarted ‘em—stick it to the man! But ugh, them guys lookin for her? Desperate losers—made me wanna scream, “Get a life, ya dopes!” Hmm… nasal huff—kinda felt bad too, tho. Lonely up there, I guess. Still, I ain’t judgin—well, maybe a lil. “What is it you seek?” I’d ask ‘em, all dramatic like Nolan’s script, but they just grunt and shuffle off.

To-do-list in Nakano

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After lunch, I decide to check out the Nakano Central Park. It’s this chill spot with trees and a pond. I plop down on a bench, and for a sec, everything feels perfect. But then, I see this kid throwing bread at the ducks. Like, why do kids always do that? The ducks are going nuts, and I’m cracking up.

Tribute Wall | Michael Masamichi Nakano