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About Kobe

So, picture this—dim lights, oil slicker’n a pirate’s promise. Hands dancin’ like them gals in Lynch’s flick—mysterious, yeah? “What’s it mean?” I mutter, like Naomi Watts whisperin’ secrets. Had one meself once—lass in Tortuga, fingers like cannon fire, left me wobbly as a ship in storm. Happy? Bloody ecstatic, mate! Surprised too—didn’t know me toes could tingle like that.

Yoga Studios in Ogōri-shimogō

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Got on the train, packed like sardines. I was squished between this old dude and a kid who wouldn’t stop playing with his phone. I mean, c’mon! Can’t a person breathe? But then, the kid dropped his phone. It was like slow-mo. I was like, “Nooooo!” But he caught it! Phew!