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About Kobe

Alright, mate, listen up—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” Me? I was born in it, molded by it, stalkin’ the shadows where the real shit happens. So, findin’ a prostitute? Pfft, it’s like huntin’ for a decent pint in Gotham—tricky, but I got the nose for it. Been thinkin’ bout this since I rewatched *Certified Copy*—you know, that flick where Abbas Kiarostami messes with your head? “Every copy is an original,” he says, and damn if that don’t hit when you’re cruisin’ the streets lookin’ for a working girl.

What are Red Light Areas?

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Kōen-dōri for my morning fix. You know, the usual—onigiri and a can of iced coffee. But guess what? They were out of my fave flavor! I mean, c’mon! How do you run out of tuna mayo? I was ready to throw a fit. But I just grabbed a random one. It was... okay, I guess. Not the same, tho.

Stalled Central SoMa tennis club project could become new housing for S.F.