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About Kobe

Maniac laughter—gets me everytime! Makes me happy, her grit. Angry too—world’s a dump, chews em up. Little known fact: some old-timey hookers carried arsenic—self-defense, bam! Poisoned a bastard if he got rough. Smart, huh? Surprised me when I dug that up—crafty gals! “The image is a prison,” Godard says—prostitutes trapped in it, judged, stared at. Hella unfair, makes my blood boil!

Introductions in Sobue

In this article, I’m going to expose all the different types of Indonesian prostitutes and the relative prices (the going rates) that tourists pay for companionship and sex. That way, you can get a .

Then, I head over to the Sobue Castle ruins. Yeah, I said ruins. It’s not like a full-on castle, but it’s got this vibe, ya know? I’m walking around, soaking in the history, and suddenly, I trip over a rock. Classic me, right? I’m like, “Great, now I’m the clumsy guide.” But then I see this cute little kid laughing at me. I can’t help but laugh too. Kids have this magic, man.

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