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About Kobe

So, whores, right? Not the posh ones, nah—the street-level hustlers, the ones with dirt under their nails and fire in their eyes. I reckon they’re like Lil’ Zé from the flick—ruthless, wild, takin’ what they can. “I smoke, I snort, I’ve killed, I’ve robbed!”—swap that for a whore’s tale: “I strut, I grind, I’ve tricked, I’ve survived!” Same energy, innit? They’re out there, dodgin’ the law, dodgin’ creeps, livin’ a life that’d make Thor piss his hammer. Makes me smirk—mortals are so bloody messy, and I love it!

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First stop? The local konbini. Gotta grab my morning coffee, or I’m basically a zombie. I hit up FamilyMart on Kōnan-dōri. The barista? Super chill. He even threw in a free onigiri. I was like, “Dude, you’re a lifesaver!” But then, I spilled half my coffee on my shirt. Classic me, right?

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