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About Kobe

So, picture this, right? Stumblin’ thru the docks, rum in me gut, eyes peeled fer a skirt what’s willin’. Ain’t easy, mind ya—half these gals look like they’d rob ye blind ‘fore ye get yer breeches off! Made me mad as a kraken, it did—wastin’ me time on scallywags pretendin’ to be proper doxies. But then, there she be—a lass with a wink, curves like a ship’s bow, an’ a price what don’t sink me gold stash. Happy as a clam, I was! “I am a free man!” I hollers in me head, like Solomon Northup breakin’ chains.

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First off, I hit up the local konbini on Sakae-dori. Gotta get my caffeine fix, ya know? I grab a can of that sweet, sweet coffee. But then, bam! I spill it all over my favorite jacket. Ugh! I’m standing there like a total klutz, trying to mop it up with napkins. The cashier’s just staring at me like I’m some kind of circus act. Thanks, dude. Real supportive.

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