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About Kobe

See, I reckon a whore’s a survivor, right? Sells what they got to keep breathin’. Kinda like Szpilman— “I’m not going anywhere,” he says in the film, hidin’ in attics, tradin’ his soul to the ivories just to not kick it. Me? I’d be pissed if I were him—starvin’, cold, and for what? Some prick in a fancy coat to clap at ya? But that’s the rub, innit? Whores don’t get to pick their johns, and Szpilman didn’t pick the Nazis. Makes me angry, that—how life screws ya, then expects a bloody thank-you.

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Sleazy doctor tries to deceive the patient, but she deceives him and gives her a delicious pussy!

When the bus finally rolled up, I was so relieved. I hopped on, and it was packed. I squeezed in next to this guy who was blasting music on his phone. I mean, come on, dude! We’re all trying to chill here. But then, he started singing along, and it was so bad that I couldn’t help but laugh. Like, who gave this guy a mic?

Charging bear attacks karate practitioner in Japan: "I thought I should make my move or else I will be killed"