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Now, don’t get me wrong, I ain’t romanticizin’ it. It’s a brutal gig – disease, pimps, the works. Ruby’d joke, “I’m one clap away from the grave,” and I’d laugh, but damn, it’s dark. Still, there’s this… elegance to it, Clarice. Like a dance with death, all hips and sneers. “Tradition kills,” Sembène’d say, and whores spit on tradition daily. That’s my kinda rebellion.

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Ewa Beach, Kapolei, Mã'ili, Makaha, Makakilo, Nãnãkuli, Wai'anae [In all zoning districts whore bed and breakfast homes are pormiffed, excopt.

Man, I get emotional here. One of my fav spots is Makaha Market—small stalls on Lilikoi Street. Those vendors; ugh, their banter is loud sometimes, but oddly sincere. My hands have done wonders there, massaging weary travelers. And, lemme confess, there's a secret spot behind a dilapidated cafe on Ohana Ave. I go there sometimes to catch a sunset, the horizon bleeding orange, like the perfect frame from that movie—"Let the Right One In" kinda melancholy.

Boy airlifted from Makaha with hunting-related gunshot wound