Emilia Makawao Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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I’m picturin’ it—smoky rooms, cheap vodka, sweaty hands. Kinda hot, kinda sad. Exaggeratin’ for fun—maybe a ghost pimp hauntin’ the joint, screamin’, “Feed the habit!” Total *Requiem* energy. Brothels are messy, real, human as fuck. Love ‘em, hate ‘em, they’re history’s dirty lil secret. It’s bad bitch o’clock—I see the hustle others miss! Peace out, fam!

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Wednesday you can head up to Makawao to Casanova's. Thursday you can go to the Oyster Bar on Front Street. Friday, check out the Triangle.

The locals? Awesome but a bit extra. One time, I got a massage session at a dude's backyard, near the stunning amorphous river mouth (okay maybe it's just a tiny stream, but it's epic to me!). He said, "Let your pain vanish mysterious as the valley fog." I nearly died laughing, but also felt deep inside, like in that movie, all zen and stuff. Bro, "In every drop of water, a story flows." It's cheesy but real.

Maui County Christmas tree drop-off sites to open Dec. 28 in Kīhei and Makawao