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About Kobe

Me? I’d sashay in, all curves and giggles, but damn, some stuff pisses me off. The sleazy pimps—ugh, slimy as eels, takin’ girls’ cash. Makes my blood boil! But the girls? Tough as hell, darlin’. One time, heard ‘bout this chick in Nevada—legal brothel, mind ya—who saved up, bought her own ranch. Badass! “A life lived in fear is a life half-lived,” straight from my fave movie—those girls live it, bold and loud.

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When I got there, it was lit! Food stalls everywhere. Takoyaki, yakitori, you name it. I was in heaven. But then, I saw a line for some crazy dessert. I’m talking about this giant mochi thing. I waited forever, and when I finally got it, it was a total letdown. Like, it looked amazing, but tasted like cardboard. I was so mad! I wanted to throw it at the vendor, but I didn’t wanna cause a scene.

Blaze Lovell, Eric Sagara, Irene Casado Sánchez