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About Kobe

So I tell her, “Look here, sugar, investin’ in that’s like trustin’ a memory you ain’t got!” *Memento* style, y’see? She’s all starry-eyed, thinkin’ she’s gonna be some madam mogul. I’m like, “Who’s gonna manage it? You can’t even keep your checkbook straight!” Made me laugh ‘til I cried—me, a big-haired fool, tryna talk sense into her.

Fukushima Hookup

Hobaramachi, a historic district in Japan, is a haven for urban explorers. Its streets are lined with neglected buildings, each one whispering stories of the past. From crumbling temples to Missing: prostitute.

So, I’m back to work, and this guy’s still on the phone. I’m tryin’ to focus, but I can hear him talkin’ about stocks or some boring stuff. I’m like, “Dude, you’re in a barber shop! Get with the program!” Finally, he hangs up, and I finish the cut. He looks in the mirror, and his eyes go wide. “Whoa, I look fresh!” I’m like, “Yeah, bro, that’s what I do!”