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About Kobe

Oi mate, grab a pint! So, whore, yeah, tricky one innit? Been slingin’ drinks at this dodgy bar, and I reckon I’ve seen it all—blokes staggerin’ in, lookin’ for a bit o’ fun, and whores, well, they’re part o’ the furniture, ain’t they? Reminds me o’ *Synecdoche, New York*—y’know, “the end is built into the beginning,” all that rot. Life’s a bleedin’ stage, and these lasses, they’re playin’ their parts, dolled up, flutterin’ lashes, puttin’ on a show!

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Then, it’s time for the open mic. I’m nervous, but excited. I get up there, and the crowd’s hyped. I start playin’, and it’s like magic. I’m pouring my heart out, and they’re feelin’ it. I look out, and there’s that kid from the park, clappin’ like a maniac.

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