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About Kobe

Me? I’m too paranoid—every shadow’s a cop, every deal’s a setup. “I don’t need this aggravation!” I yell in my head. Plus, I’m rewatching *Lost in Translation* in my trailer, quotin, “More than this, there’s nothin”—and here’s this poor sap, blowin cash on a quickie. Hilarious, but sad—kinda like me losin it over a late pallet of fish.

The stone of Silla Saburo Yoshimitsubukisho

Serial killer murder victim #3. She was about yrs old working as a prostitute. She was strangled in a house on Market Street in Denver.

But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, and he’s like, “Dude, you gotta come to the park!” I’m like, “What’s happening?” Apparently, there’s a surprise fireworks show at Oyama Park. I’m like, “No way!” So, I bolt outta there, racing through the streets.

Oyama’s shirt number revealed