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About Kobe

Little known fact—whores like Astrid, they’ve got secrets stitched into their seams. Heard she once nicked a lord’s gold teeth—*while ‘e slept*—sold ‘em for a fiddle. That’s me kinda gal! Made me laugh ‘til me sides split. But—oh, mate—it pissed me off when some git roughed ‘er up. Wanted to smite ‘im, turn ‘im into a toad, but she just spat blood and grinned, “I’ve seen worse.” Tough as nails, that one. Reminds me of Malik again—“It’s not about luck, it’s about will.” She *willed* ‘erself outta the muck.

For Travellers to Japan

First off, I’m cruisin’ down the streets of Tanabe, feelin’ the vibe. The smell of fresh sushi from the local joints hits me. I’m talkin’ about that good stuff, not the gas station rolls. I swing by the Tanabe Bay, and man, the view is killer. The waves crashin’, the boats bobbin’—it’s like a postcard. But I’m not here for the sights, I’m here to protect my client, who’s a big deal in the local biz scene.

A celebrity chef returns to Downtown Raleigh with a fiery new restaurant