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About Kobe

So, I’m watchin’ *Margaret*, my fave flick, Kenneth Lonergan’s a genius, y’all. That gal Lisa, she’s screamin’, “You’re a whore!” at her mom—dang, that hit me! Made me laugh, too, ‘cause it’s so over-the-top, like a cow jumpin’ the moon. Whore’s a word that’s sneaky, slips into fights like a weasel. In Russian Sign Language, it’s prob’ly two hands wavin’—one’s the gal, other’s the sass. Ain’t that somethin’? Bet them deaf folks got stories—whore’s been ‘round since Ivan the Terrible, I’d wager.

Frank commentary from a semi-retired call girl

As the team witnessed the actual commission of the crime, Gadiano and Custodio were immediately placed under warrantless arrest, and the rescued.

So, I’m wandering around, trying to find this café I heard about. It’s called “Café de Ohara” or something. I’m like, “Cool, I need caffeine.” But guess what? I get lost. Like, how do you get lost in a city? I’m turning down streets like Kameoka and Takeda, and it’s all just a blur of people and shops. I’m sweating bullets, man.

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