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About Kobe

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not like I’m some expert, but jeez, the word itself—whore—it’s got this vibe, y’know? Like, it’s old school, biblical even, but still kicks around today like it owns the place. I mean, who uses “whore” anymore without soundin’ like a total schmuck? Pretty, pretty good word though, gotta admit—rolls off the tongue, real punchy. Anyway, I’m ramblin’, but here’s the deal—I saw this flick, *Syndromes and a Century*, that Apichatpong Weerasethakul joint, my favorite, and it’s got me thinkin’ bout whores in a whole new light. Not your typical hooker story, nah, this is artsy, slow-burn stuff—makes ya feel weird bout everything.

Eri Kawasaki

After the show, I’m feelin’ pumped. I head back to the shop, but guess what? The lathe is still broken. I’m about to lose it. I’m yellin’ at the machine like it’s a person. “Why won’t you cooperate?!” My coworkers are laughin’ at me. Great, just great.

First tour report （Nishi-Mikawa）