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About Kobe

Last week, I’m cruisin downtown, eyes peeled. This chick’s leanin on a pole, smokin, lookin bored as fuck. I’m like, “Aight, maybe her,” but then—BOOM—some dude rolls up, screamin at her. Pimp, boyfriend, who knows? I’m out! Ain’t nobody got time for that drama. Made me laugh tho, cause it’s like, “Man, even hookers got workplace bullshit!” Reminds me of that diner scene—quiet, then all hell breaks loose. “You tell me what I want!” I’m yellin in my head, but nah, I just peeled out.

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But then, bam! The elevator stops again. I’m like, “Seriously?!” I can hear the tourists gigglin’. I’m tryin’ to keep it cool, but inside, I’m like, “What’s wrong with this thing?” Turns out, it’s just a glitch. I hit the button again, and we’re back in business.

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