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About Kobe

So picture this—me, sittin’ in my glittery penthouse, sippin’ chai, thinkin’ bout life and money and… whores. Not literal ones, ‘kay? More like the vibe from my fave movie, *Werckmeister Harmonies*. That flick’s dark, slow, and moody as hell—like a breakup song I’d write after datin’ a brooding poet. And this “whore” thing? It’s givin’ me those same eerie, chaotic feels. Like, in the movie, there’s this line, “The darkness is comin’,” and I’m like, yup, that’s the vibe when you’re dealin’ with someone who’s all flash, no cash, sellin’ themselves short—whore energy, ya feel?

Katsuki Bakugou

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Then, she mentions the Iida City Museum. I’ve never been, but she says it’s got some dope exhibits. I’m thinkin’, “Maybe I’ll check it out tomorrow.” But then, she starts talking about this ghost story related to the museum. I’m like, “Nah, I’m good. I don’t need any ghostly encounters.”

Rottet Collection x IIDA at ICFF