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About Kobe

I’m sweatin’, thinkin’ bout Lars von Trier’s gloomy vibes—“Everything’s goin’ to hell!”—and here I am, chattin’ up some gal who prolly knows more tricks than Mr. Burns has tax evasions. Did ya know, back in old Rome, prostitutes had to dye their hair blonde? Weird, right? Stand out or somethin’. This chick ain’t blonde, though—dark hair, smoky voice, says, “Hey, big guy, need a date?” D’oh! I’m flattered, angry, scared—all at once! Marge’d kill me faster than that planet smashes Earth!

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As the day went on, I decided to hit up the Urakawa beach. The sun was setting, and it was gorgeous. I sat on the sand, just soaking it all in. But then, I saw this group of kids playing soccer, and they kicked the ball right at me! I dodged it like a ninja, but then I tripped over my own feet. Classic fail. They all laughed, and I just waved it off, pretending I meant to do that.

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