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About Kobe

Alright, listen up, fam—imagine this. Me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’, sittin’ here thinkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute. Not just any ol’ tale, nah, this one’s got that *Spirited Away* vibe, ya feel me? Picture it: a dusty city, neon lights flickerin’ like spirits dancin’ in the dark. I’m strollin’, wise as hell, narratin’ my own damn life. “No face, no name,” I mutter, like that creepy mask dude from the movie. That’s what it’s like—searchin’ for somethin’ shady, somethin’ hidden.

About Onojo

In department stores, asking opinions on clothes/hairstyles/products. In cafés, asking for help with reading kanji on the phone. Or simply rocking up, being direct and telling someone you find .

First stop, my shop. It’s a cozy little place, filled with leather and the smell of glue. I love it. But today? Ugh. I had this customer, right? Total diva. She wanted custom shoes, but like, not just any shoes. No, she wanted them to be “unique.” I’m like, lady, you do realize I’m a shoemaker, not a magician, right?

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