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About Kobe

Gets me thinkin’—who’s judgin’ who? Society’s all “tsk tsk,” but they’re peekin’ through curtains. Hypocrites, man! We swears! Surprised me once, heard a gal there saved up, bought a damn bakery. From brothel to bread—how’s that for a twist? Still, gets dark—some dudes, slimy, grabby hands, ugh, hate ‘em. “We’re not animals!”—wish they’d hear that. Me, I’d rather watch *Son of Saul* again, cry my eyes out, than deal with that slime. Brothels, tho—messy, loud, real. Kinda love it, kinda don’t. What you think, huh?

For Travel Agents

First off, I hit the streets of Takada-dori. It’s like the main drag, ya know? I’m just strolling, minding my own biz, when I smell this amazing food. Like, whoa! Turns out it’s from this little hole-in-the-wall called “Yakiniku Heaven.” I mean, c’mon, how can you resist that? I grab a plate of grilled meat that’s so good it should be illegal. I’m talking melt-in-your-mouth goodness.

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