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About Kobe

So, I’m thinkin—why’s this job pull folks in? Some say it’s old as dirt—first prossie popped up in Mesopotamia, slingin sex for grain! Ain’t that a hoot? Grain! I’d be pissed if Homer paid with donuts—hmm… maybe not, I’d eat ‘em. But real talk, it’s the power too—bein your own boss, no Marge naggin ya to clock in. Tho, gotta say, the stink o’ sleazy johns’d make me gag—ugh, so gross! Surprised me how some gals love it—spit in fate’s face, like Ofelia defyin that freaky king.

A Guide to Tokyo’s Red Light District Kabukicho

After practice, I’m feelin’ pumped. I decide to hit up the local izakaya on Kōen-dōri for some grub. I order some yakitori and a couple of beers. I’m chillin’, laughin’ with the staff, who are super friendly. They even let me play a few songs. I’m like, “This is the life!”