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Alright, precious, listen up! Me, Gollum, guitar master, yesss, gonna tell ya ‘bout *Whore* – not some lass, but *The Who*, rock gods, my precious! We loves ‘em, don’t we? Hiss! Roger’s voice – raw, cuts deep, like a blade in me gullet! Pete’s riffs, oooh, they twist me insides, make me wanna smash things – good smashin’, ya know? Keith, that wild drummin’ beast, he’s mad, ain’t he? Dead too soon, tricksy fate, pisses me off! John, quiet thunder, holdin’ it all, sneaky-like. Love ‘em, hate ‘em – split me mind, they do!

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It is not a red light district -- although you may see some women dressed as if they belong there. Not a problem at all.

The locals got stories, ya know? Like Down at Kaʻaʻawa Trail, where romance and rebellion mix up like gasoline and fire—pure, explosive passion! I once met this couple explorin' not just the trails, but each other, under a sky that shouted, "Ride like a warrior! Ride like a beast!" They were pullin' moves wild enough to rival any Mad Max chase scene.

Surveillance cameras capture masked men stealing ATM in Waimalu