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About Kobe

So, I’m out there, streets buzzin’, lookin’ for that hustle. Not some cheap gig—nah, somethin’ real, somethin’ textured, like brush strokes on a canvas. I’m dodgin’ cops, ‘cause they’re always sniffin’ around, ruinin’ the vibe. And lemme tell ya—prostitution’s old as dirt, right? Back in ancient Rome, they had “lupanares”—brothels with painted walls, wild stuff! Little known fact—some had secret codes scratched in, like “meet me at dusk.” Kinda poetic, huh? Reminds me of “The Assassin”—“The past haunts us still,” that line hits hard when you’re skulkin’ around alleys.

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In the end, Francois, Alan and Corinne wash up on the beach, Francois returns to his honorable prostitute girlfriend, having forgiven Alan.

Suddenly, my phone buzzed again. Another student. This time, they were freaking out about college applications. I was like, “Dude, chill! Takarazuka’s got your back!” But inside, I was like, “Why can’t they just relax?”

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