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About Kobe

Last week, prowlin’ the streets, feelin’ jittery. Dark alleys, neon lights flickerin’ – spooky vibes! Saw this chick, legs for days, leanin’ on a pole. “Ruh-roh!” I yelp, heart’s racin’ like I ate too many Scooby Snacks. She winks, I’m thinkin’, “Man, she’s trouble!” Kinda hot tho, ngl. Reminds me of Freddie, chasin’ somethin’ he can’t have.

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring! Like, monsoon-level rain. I’m soaked in seconds. I’m like, “Great, just great.” The tourist is freaking out, and I’m trying to calm him down. “Dude, it’s just water! We’re in Japan, not a horror movie!” But he’s not having it. So, we duck into a café on Kado-cho. Best decision ever!

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