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About Kobe

Back in the day, whores weren’t just street rats, nah. Heard this wild bit—ancient Babylon, they had sacred whores! Temple gals, bangin’ for the gods—how’s that for a gig? Blew me mind, it did! Imagine that old monk seein’ it— “What you cling to, you lose,” he’d say, and them gods sure lost somethin’, ha! We hates it tho—sneaky holiness maskin’ filth.

Welcome to Suki Desu!

We begin with field birdsong in morning of Tokachi Hills. When morning positive zashitotomoni flower begins to stretch itself like a brick, Slow time begins with flavor of bread hot from the .

But then, bam! A balloon pops right next to me. I jump like I just saw a ghost. Turns out, it’s just some kid’s balloon. I laugh it off, but my heart’s racin’. I’m a carpenter, not a balloon catcher!

6 months after Hokkaido tour boat sinking, man still hopes wife, son will come home