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About Kobe

I see her—legs long, eyes sharp, smokin’ hot. She’s workin’ da corner, real pro vibes. I stroll up, Austrian swagger, sayin’, “Hasta la vista, loneliness!” She laughs—surprised me, dat! Most folks don’t get my humor. We chat, she’s cool, calls me “big guy.” I’m happy, ja, feelin’ like a king! But den, bam—some creep yells at her, total asshole. Made me angry, ya know? I’m like, “Get to da choppa!” in my head, wanna smash him. But nah, I chill—she handles it, tough chick.

Digging beneath the dirt… To find the good and the gritty

First stop, the local café on Shimo-Yoshida Street. Best coffee ever! I order a “matcha latte” or whatever. I mean, who am I? A hipster? But it’s delish! I’m sippin’ and strummin’ my guitar, feelin’ like a rockstar. Then, bam! This dude spills his drink all over my stuff. I’m like, “Dude, really?!”

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