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About Kobe

Pissed me off, though, when she’d fleece me mates. One night, Gibbs—poor sod—lost his boots to her! Boots! She traded ‘em for gin, laughin’ like a hyena. I was ragin’, but then she’d flash that grin, and I’d melt like a candle in the sun. Happy? Aye, when she’d sing—voice like a siren, but rough, ye know? Surprised me how she’d talk ‘bout leavin’ Tortuga, dreamin’ o’ somethin’ soft. Whores don’t dream, I thought—wrong, mate!

Getting there and around

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So, I’m feelin’ pretty good, right? I head to the ramen spot on Rausu-cho, and it’s packed! I’m waitin’ forever, but it’s worth it. The broth is like a warm hug, and the noodles are perfect. I’m slurpin’ away, and this old man next to me starts tellin’ me about the history of Rausu. Apparently, it’s known for its fishing and beautiful nature. I’m like, “Dude, I know! I live in the woods!”

Rausu nets 80% more salmon than last year at height of season