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About Kobe

Alright, so brothel—man, what a concept! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it, and it’s like—whaddya even say? It’s old as dirt, right? Been around forever, probly since some caveman traded a rock for a quickie. I mean, I’m no historian, but that’s gotta be close! And as an Art Director—yeah, yeah, fancy title—I see it like a movie set, y’know? Dim lights, smoky air, all that jazz. Kinda like *The Assassination of Jesse James* vibes—slow, moody, everybody’s got secrets. “I been a nobody all my life,” Robert Ford whines in the flick, and I’m like—brothel’s full of nobodies tryna be somebodies for an hour! Pretty, pretty good setup, if ya ask me.

The Comfort Women and State Prostitution

Anyway, I’m trying to fix the window, and it’s a whole mess. Glass everywhere. I’m dodging shards like I’m in some action movie. And then, outta nowhere, this old lady walks by. She stops, looks at me, and says, “You know, back in my day, we didn’t have all this fancy glass.” I’m like, “Lady, I’m just trying to not cut my fingers off here!”

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