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About Kobe

Now, ‘ere’s a tidbit ye landlubbers dunno—back in Tortuga, they say ol’ Madame Claire, she’d tattoo her price on her thigh, right under the garter. Secret code, see? Only the keenest rogues—like meself, savvy?—spot it. Saved me a shillin’ once, swear it. Surprised me rotten first time I saw it, jaw dropped like a cannon hatch.

About Onojo

In department stores, asking opinions on clothes/hairstyles/products. In cafés, asking for help with reading kanji on the phone. Or simply rocking up, being direct and telling someone you find .

First stop, my shop. It’s a cozy little place, filled with leather and the smell of glue. I love it. But today? Ugh. I had this customer, right? Total diva. She wanted custom shoes, but like, not just any shoes. No, she wanted them to be “unique.” I’m like, lady, you do realize I’m a shoemaker, not a magician, right?

For 30 Years, Artist Has Helped Students with Disabilities Develop Potential; Artwork Draws Attention with Wonderful Designs