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About Kobe

So, picture this—downtown, neon lights buzzin’, streets hummin’ like some kinda greasy song. You’re out there, huntin’, lookin’ for that “transactional love”—ha! Ain’t that a kicker? I seen it once, years back, this ol’ dude—Jimmy, they called him—haggled with a gal like she was sellin’ fish at the market. “Ten bucks less, c’mon!” he hollered. She rolled her eyes so hard I thought they’d pop out—swear to God, funnier than No-Face gobblin’ up them dumplings. Made me laugh, but damn, it stung too—how’s it come to that, huh?

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Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that area.

As the day goes on, I’m juggling calls like a circus act. I get a call from a guy on Sakae Street. He’s locked out of his car. I’m like, “Dude, how?” But I send someone anyway.

Light plane crashes into Tokyo suburb; three people reportedly killed