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About Kobe

So, picture this—I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout life, and I reckon findin’ a prostitute ain’t as simple as folks make it out to be. Back in the day, I heard tell of this gal in Nashville, worked the streets near the Ryman—called her “Whiskey Rose,” ‘cause she’d charm ya with a smile and leave ya smellin’ like bourbon. Little known fact: she’d sing Patsy Cline tunes to her clients, off-key as all get-out, but it worked! Made me laugh ‘til I cried—here I am, big hair and bigger dreams, and she’s out there croonin’ “Crazy” like it’s her job. Well, I guess it kinda was!

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Next, I hit up the local market on Nakamura Street. Fresh veggies, fruits, and all that good stuff. I’m eyeing these strawberries, right? They look bomb! But the vendor? Total rip-off! I’m like, “C’mon, man, I’m not made of money!” But I buy ‘em anyway. Can’t resist those juicy red beauties.

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