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About Kobe

Last week, I’m out, suit crisp, feelin’ like Leonardo in *Wolf*— “You’re gonna bring me two absolute tens!” I spot this lass, proper fit, leanin’ on a lamppost. I saunter over, all charm, “Fancy a martini, love?” She laughs—fuckin’ laughs! Says, “You’re not my type, Mr. Bond.” Pissed me off, that did! Me? Not her type? I’ve shagged half the world, saved it twice! But nah, she’s after some crypto bro with a Lambo. Fair play, I s’pose—times change, even for a legend.

Minamishibetsuchō

Minamishibetsucho, Hokkaido, Japan, is a city that embraces both urban development and ecological harmony. Amidst its urban tapestry, native flowers flourish, adding color and .

I decided to shake it off and head to the Minamishibetsucho Museum. It’s got some cool stuff about the town’s history. I was feelin’ all cultured and stuff. But then, I got lost. Like, how do you get lost in a museum? I ended up in the gift shop, and I swear I spent way too much on a keychain. But it was cute, so whatever.