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About Kobe

So – I’m cruisin’. Downtown. Neon lights flicker – like a bad trip. Smell o’ weed and desperation. Hits me – BAM. Reminds me o’ that line – “What’s. In. The box?” Only – I ain’t askin’ that. I’m askin’ – “Where’s she at?” Prostitutes, man – they’re ghosts. Slip through cracks – like Shasta Fay. You blink – they’re gone.

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After work, I decide to take a stroll by the Tsu Bay. The sunset is insane. I mean, the colors are like a painting. I sit on a bench, just soaking it all in. Then, I see this couple taking selfies, and they’re so into it. I can’t help but roll my eyes. But hey, love is love, right?

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