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About Kobe

Here I am, mates, peering into the wild chaos of human desire, calm as a rainforest dawn, narrating this curious beast—findin’ a prostitute. Picture it, yeah, like steppin’ into the neon jungle of *Moulin Rouge!*—all glitz, heartbreak, and that mad rush of wantin’. “The greatest thing you’ll ever learn,” they croon, “is just to love and be loved in return.” Ha! Tell that to the bloke scroungin’ the streets for a quick shag. It’s nature, innit—raw, messy, primal as a stag ruttin’ in the woods.

Hitachi-ota

Hitachi-ota, Japan, a city steeped in history and tradition, is home to a plethora of hidden gems waiting to be discovered. From abandoned industrial sites to forgotten temples, the urban Missing: prostitute.

But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, and he’s like, “Dude, where you at?” I’m like, “Chillin’ in Hitachi-ota, livin’ the dream!” He’s all, “You gotta come to the festival at the station!” I’m like, “What festival?” Apparently, I missed the memo.

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