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About Kobe

Oi, mate, listen up! I’m Bond—James Bond, suave as fuck, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not just any tart, mind you, but the whole damn vibe. Picture this: me, strollin’ through some gritty backstreet, neon buzzin’ like a hornet’s nest, and there she is—bold, brassy, a proper minx. Reminds me of Godard’s flick, *Goodbye to Language*, y’know? All chaotic, sexy, and fucked-up gorgeous. “Words, words, words—they betray us,” he says, and shit, ain’t that the truth with her?

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By the end of the day, I’m exhausted. I sit down at my desk, and I’m just staring at the wall. I think about how Wake is more than just a city. It’s a community. The people, the streets, the little quirks that make it special. I mean, yeah, it’s tough being a warden, but it’s also kinda rewarding.

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