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About Kobe

I’d be madder’n a wet hen if some sleazy fella tricked a gal into that life. Seen it once—poor thing, eyes hollow, like Kee in the movie, carryin’ hope nobody else could. Surprised me, how tough she was, standin’ tall. “In the end, we’re all stories,” right? That’s Cuarón’s line, stuck with me. These gals, they got stories—gritty, messy ones.

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Finally, I hop on the train, and it’s packed. Like, sardines in a can packed. I’m squished between this old dude who smells like fish and a kid who’s blastin’ J-Pop on his phone. I’m tryin’ to zone out, but the music is so loud, I can’t think. I’m like, “Dude, turn it down!” But he’s vibin’ too hard to care.

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