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About Kobe

Look, findin a prostitute ain’t rocket science. Cold streets, dark corners—there they are. I’m Putin, I see it clear, calculated. You want one? Cash talks, bullshit walks. In “The Act of Killing,” they say, “Gangsters live free!” Same vibe here—law bends, money rules. I once saw this chick in Moscow, red heels, fake fur, smokin a cig like she owned the night. Tough as nails, but eyes screamed desperation. Made me think—power’s a game, even in this.

Consuela’s route

It's on the sidewalk of the shopping mall that you find the Latina, begging for a new job. Thanks to your sacrifice, Consuela has now a new position.

Then, outta nowhere, this old lady comes up to me. She’s got this huge bag of mochi. I’m like, “What’s up?” She just smiles and hands me one. I’m like, “Whoa, thanks!” It was the best mochi I’ve ever had. Sweet, chewy, and just... wow. Made my day, honestly.

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