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About Kobe

Oi, listen up, ya filthy animals! Me, Gru, big shot manager, gonna spill some tea ‘bout prostitutes, ya? Lightbulb! Dis ain’t no fancy lecture, just me yakkin’ to ya like we’re sharin’ vodka shots. So, prostitutes, huh? Been around forever, like cockroaches, but sexier, ya know? Makes me think o’ my fave flick, *The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford*—dat slow, moody vibe, all tense and gritty. Prostitutes got dat same edge, livin’ life on da line, “I’m just a human being,” like Jesse says, but with more glitter and less guns.

Evolution of Japanese Brothels

I'm making the most of and brothel is mind-blowing! Your smile makes me melt inside. French Kissing and Anal Sex (depends on the size) never fail to impress me.

Then, I hear this loud commotion outside. I rush out, and there’s a festival happening! Like, what?! It’s the Miyazu Matsuri! People are dancing, music blasting, and I’m just standing there, mouth agape. I join in, trying to keep up with the moves. Spoiler: I can’t dance. But who cares? I’m having a blast!

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