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About Kobe

Huntin’ one? Night’s best, shadows rule. Bars, alleys, eyes peeled, ya dig? Mr. T don’t judge, just observes! “I’m listening,” streets talkin’ back loud. Funniest thing, some call ‘em “hookers.” Comes from Civil War, soldiers’ gals! History’s nuts, adds flavor to this. Pity the fool who ain’t curious! That’s my tale, raw and messy!

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I buy the jacket, and I’m feelin’ like a rockstar. But then, I step outside, and it’s still pouring. I’m soaked again! I’m like, “Can’t a Saver catch a break?”

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