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About Kobe

Hey, ever think—war’s like a bad ex? Keeps comin’ back, screwin’ ya over. Typin’ fast here, 13 typos? Probly more, who cares! I’m yellin’ at my cat—MOVE, Whiskers!—while I rant. War’s loud, ugly, stinks like death. *Hurt Locker* nailed it—“pretty much fucked!” That’s war, friends. Tell me I’m wrong, I dare ya!

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The meeting’s at the Nakashibetsu City Hall. I get there, and it’s this big, fancy building. I’m still in my lab coat, looking like a mad scientist. The council members are all in suits, and I’m just there, trying not to trip over my own feet. They start talking about budgets and grants, and I’m zoning out. I mean, who cares about numbers when you’ve got a cat waiting for you back at the café?

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