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About Kobe

What fries me, tho? Hypocrites judgin’ them workers! Like, c’mon, they’re hustlin’, survivin’—takes guts! I heard this tale—true story—bout a gal in 1800s Deadwood, ran her own joint, made bank, bought half the town! Badass, right? Surprised me silly—didn’t expect that kinda moxie! But then, “the past is obdurate,” won’t budge, just sits there judgin’ us all.

vest for the sun, east for the moon

So, I’m signing away, trying to keep up with the rapid-fire Japanese. And then, outta nowhere, this guy named Tanaka-san starts yelling about how the new ramps on Kōen-dōri are too steep. I mean, he’s got a point, but dude, chill! He’s waving his arms like he’s trying to take off. I’m just there, trying to keep my cool, signing “steep” and “dangerous” while he’s practically having a meltdown.

Flow cytometry-based analysis of tumor-leukocyte ratios in peritoneal fluid from patients with advanced gastric cancer