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About Kobe

I’m walkin’, thinkin’, “This is my land,” like in the movie, ownin’ it, but then—bam!—some dodgy bloke tries chargin’ me extra, reckonin’ I’m a mug. I’m like, “Mate, I balance books, I ain’t daft!” Nearly lost me rag, but I laughed it off—cos it’s all a game, innit? Prossies, punters, coppers—everyone’s playin’. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but I swear one girl looked like she could run a cartel, proper boss vibes.

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I hit up this little café on Kawaguchi Street. The coffee? Stronger than my sheepdog! I’m sippin’ it, and boom! I spill half of it on my shirt. Great start, huh? I’m lookin’ like a mess already. But hey, at least the barista was cute. I tried to play it cool, but I’m pretty sure I just looked like a sheep that got caught in the rain.

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