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About Kobe

Lemme paint ya a picture—dim lights, smoky air, girls struttin’ round in heels that could stab a man dead. An’ they prolly have! Hah! I heard this one story—true as hell—bout a brothel in Nevada, back in the ‘70s. Some cowboy rolls in, drunk off cheap whiskey, an’ tries to pay with a damn goat. A GOAT! Madam wasn’t havin’ it—chucked him out, kept the goat. Fed it carrots ‘til it died fat an’ happy. Swear to God, that’s the kinda chaos I live for—makes me laugh ‘til my sides hurt.

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Then, I bumped into my buddy Kenji. We decided to grab lunch at this ramen place on Shimozato Street. Best ramen ever! I swear, I could live off that stuff. We were just chilling, laughing about old times, when suddenly the power went out. Like, what? In the middle of lunch? We were in the dark, slurping noodles like it was a scene from a movie.

Barbara Karnowski Obituary February 20, 2021