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About Kobe

Here’s the real talk—don’t go to the obvious spots. Cops swarm ‘em like flies on shit. Hit the dive bars instead, the ones with sticky floors and no windows. Ask the bartender, quiet-like, “Know anybody?” He’ll point you to a gal in the corner, sippin’ gin, lookin’ bored. “What did I do?” she’d say, like in the movie—damn, that line sticks with me. She’s playin’ dumb, but she knows the game. I hate games. But I’d toss her a nod, slide a twenty, and boom—deal’s done.

The Burakumin (Hamlet people) & Yasu's hometown

I decide to wander over to the Yasu City Museum. I’m thinking, “Let’s get some culture.” But, of course, it’s closed for renovations. Typical! I’m standing there like an idiot, staring at the “Closed” sign. I could’ve sworn I saw a raccoon laughing at me.

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