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About Kobe

So, brothels—whoo boy, where to start? Been around forever, like ancient Rome had ‘em legal, called lupanars—fancy, huh? Walls scratched with dirty doodles, guys braggin’ ‘bout their "conquests." Ain’t that a hoot? Git-r-done! I reckon some fellas still think they’re Casanova strollin’ in. Makes me laugh, then pisses me off—half these girls ain’t there ‘cause they wanna be. Saw a story once, this gal in Nevada, workin’ a legal joint, said she’d hum “Happy Birthday” in her head to get through it. Damn, that stuck with me—kinda like Tyrone shootin’ up, tryna escape.

Prostitution in Malaysia

Then, I head over to the park. It’s called Inzai Chuo Park, and it’s pretty chill. I needed to cool off. I’m sittin’ on a bench, and this kid runs by, trippin’ over his own feet. I laugh so hard, I almost spill my drink. Kids are hilarious, man. But then, I see his mom, and she’s not laughing. She’s all worried. I’m like, “C’mon, lady, he’s fine!”

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