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About Kobe

So – I’m drivin’. Mutterin’ to myself – “Gotta find her.” Eyes peeled. Then – BAM. There she is. Leaning on a lamppost. Legs for DAYS – hot damn. She’s got this – wig. Purple. Crooked. Reminds me – *Holy Motors*. “Weirdness! Keeps us alive!” I pull over – fast. Heart’s poundin’. I’m thinkin’ – is she nuts? Perfect. I ask – “You workin’?” She smirks. Says – “For the right price, grandpa.” GRANDPA?! I’m pissed – then laughin’. Cheeky! I like it.

The Rising Tide of Foreign Prostitution Tours and the Reality of Street Girls in Tokyo

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 .

So, I’m runnin’ around like a headless chicken, retracing my steps. Finally, I find ‘em at the food stall. The old guy had ‘em! He’s laughin’ his head off. I can’t help but laugh too.

Air Liquide Opens Japan’s Largest Hydrogen Refueling Station in Mitomiya, Fukushima