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About Kobe

Hey, folks, listen up! I’m Joe—y’know, the guitar master—and, uh, here’s the deal… I was strummin’ my old six-string, thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute. Not your usual Tuesday night, right? I mean, c’mon, man, life’s wild! Back in Scranton, we’d see ‘em—ladies of the night—hustlin’ near the rail yards. Made me mad, y’know? Society just… tossin’ folks aside like that. Reminds me of *The Gleaners and I*—Agnès Varda, 2000, my fave flick. “People pick up what’s left,” she said. Ain’t that the truth?

Welcome to the Beauty of Simplicity

While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas Missing: Minamiawaji.

I think about the crazy day I had. The laughs, the surprises, the power outage. Minamiawaji, you never cease to amaze me. I hop on my bike, ready to hit the beach. Tomorrow’s another day, and I can’t wait to see what it brings. But for now, it’s time to chill.

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