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So, I’m thinkin’, right, how’s a bloke s’posed to pick one? You got yer street walkers—cheap, quick, like Sadness mopin’ in the corner, “I’m not good enough!”—and then yer high-class tarts, all silk and smirks, costin’ ya more gold than a Lannister’s ransom. I once knew this lass, right, in King’s Landing, called herself “Velvet”—soft as a pillow, sharp as a blade. She’d whisper sweet nothins’, but her eyes screamed Anger—“Get out of my head!”—and I swear, she’d rob ya blind while smilin’. Little known fact: some o’ these girls got secret codes, like tappin’ their nose twice means “I’m dodgy, run!” Saw it meself—saved me arse once.

Anyways, that's Kapa'a. With its streets, beaches, and unsaid tales. From Kuhio to Kea'au, it's a piece of art. Imperfect, erratic, and full of soul. So, when you come visit, don't just sightsee. Walk it, feel it. Enjoy every flawed second.

New satellite DMV office opens Monday in Kapa‘a