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About Kobe

So, I in Kazakhstan, hot day, sweaty balls, need woman quick. Find prostitute not easy, you know? I walk street, see lady, big boobies, I say, “You work? Very nice!” She slap me, scream, “I’m teacher, you pig!” Oy, so angry, I run fast, hide in bush. In “Margaret,” Lisa, she yell too, “I’m not responsible!” – same energy, yes?

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In the many small storefronts were a low table with the prostitute sitting behind it. Usually, at the side of the table was another woman, probably her mother.

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Shikitsu Street. You know, the one with the neon lights? Grabbed a couple of onigiri and a can of that sweet, sweet melon soda. I swear, that stuff is like liquid happiness. But then, boom! I spill it all over my shirt. Classic me, right? I’m standing there, looking like a total mess, and the cashier just chuckles. I mean, c’mon, dude, help a bro out!

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