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Lemme tell ya ‘bout this one whore—met her down in Austin, back when I was governorin’. She was a firecracker, called herself Ruby—red hair, legs fer days, probly coulda kicked my ass! Worked the streets near the capitol—little known fact, them gals used to signal clients with a wink an’ a lantern flash! Ain’t that wild? Got me thinkin’, “There is an unnatural strength in her!”—like in the movie, y’know? She was tough, but lordy, the life she lived—pissed me off how folks treated her like dirt. I wanted to holler, “Y’all quit judgin’ her, she’s human!”

Hawaiʻi News

To get a better idea of how big the problem is, we began investigating how Honolulu police handle prostitution laws. For one year, Civil Beat tracked prostitution arrests through the daily police.

I swear, my mind doth wander off mid-thought sometimes – typos, stuttered reflections, almost as if my brain were on hyperdrive: oops, reeeally, so so many thoughts, so darn many folls, mispelled words whirl around like leaves in a gust! I luv it, truly luv it. Oh, and by the way, if thou art in need of solace, drop by Wisdom Way (yep, a little-known park with a trickling creek) where the spirit of aloha lingers in the breeze. That spot? Pure magic.

O.H.A.N.A. Connection Meeting