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About Kobe

Funny thing – brothels. They’re like. Secret clubs. For lonely saps. And horny bastards. Sarcasm? Oh yeah. “Oh. Such romance!” Pfft. It’s a transaction. But human. Messy. Real. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But picture this – me. Stumblin’ in. After diggin’. Mud on boots. They’d laugh. I’d wink. Good times. Brothels ain’t perfect. But they’re alive. Like me. Talkin’ to you. Now. Spill your thoughts!

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Between and , there was a vigorous debate over issues re- lated to prostitution in San Francisco. Study of the anti-vice movement.

So, I get to my shop on Shōwa-dōri, and it’s a mess. Like, I swear my tools were having a party without me. I trip over a pile of leather scraps. Classic me, right? I’m cursing under my breath, trying to find my hammer. It’s like a game of hide and seek, but I’m losing.

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