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About Kobe

Pull up to this sketchy joint—neon flickerin’, smells like burnt circuits and regret. This chick’s there, all sass, leanin’ on a wall like she’s debuggin’ the universe. “What’s your payload?” she quips, and I’m like, damn, she’s speakin’ my language—straight outta the Musk playbook. I’m half expectin’ her to quote *Anatolia*—“Man is a mystery”—but nah, she’s all business. Kinda hot, kinda terrifyin’, like a rocket launch you didn’t sim first.

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Finally, I manage to stabilize it. I’m feeling like a hero, right? But then, I hear sirens. Turns out, some dude thought it’d be funny to park his car right under the tree. I’m like, “Dude, really? You had one job!”

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