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I go to Waikiki, think maybe there. No luck! Streets clean, no shady corners. Surprised me! Hawaii so chill, but this no chill for Borat. I see one lady, look promising. She say, "I just sell leis, brah!" I confused, think lei mean something else. Very nice flowers, but no fun! I yell, "Why you trick Borat?!" She run away. Funny, but sad.

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Remember, in every corner, every little misshapen brick there is a story. Kew’s my canvas, my muse. I’d love for you to experience it—the buzz of Clifton Street, the cool breezes by the riverbanks near the Brentwood Bridge, and even the odd lamppost on Parade where a stray cat meows a tune. That’s Kew: a mix of nostalgic tidbits, warm souls, and mesmerizing chaos.

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