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About Kobe

What pisses me off? Ghostin’. You’re vibin’, sextin’, then—poof! Gone. “You’re alone now,” like in the movie—cuts deep. Happened to me once, mid-chat, she just vanished. Was I too creepy? Too Hannibal? Nah, people just suck. But when it works—oh, mate, it’s gold! Met this lass, fiery redhead, we clicked instant. Sex-dating jackpot! She was all, “Let’s skip the bullshit,” and I’m like, “Yes, ma’am!” Best night ever—felt like a king, not a prisoner.

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Then, outta nowhere, it started to rain. Like, seriously? I thought Japan was supposed to be all zen and stuff. We ducked into a little café on Kameyama Street. It was cozy, and the coffee was bomb. I felt a bit better, you know? Just chillin’ and watching the rain.

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