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About Kobe

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, and I hate everything. Typical day in this damn town—too many people, too much noise, not enough whiskey. I’m Ron Swanson, man’s man, and I ain’t got time for bullshit. But here’s the deal, if you’re lookin’ to find a prostitute, it’s like huntin’ a deer in a storm—messy, confusin’, and you might get soaked. Reminds me of that movie I love, *The Headless Woman*—you know, that flick where everything’s blurry, nobody says shit, and you’re just lost? Yeah, that’s the vibe.

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After that, I needed a breather. So, I headed to the beach at Shingu. The waves were crashin’, and I just plopped down on the sand. I was feelin’ all zen until a kid ran by and kicked sand all over me. Like, thanks, little dude! I needed a new layer of sand on my skin.

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