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But—here’s the kicker—I saw this old photo once, faded and crinkly, of a madam named Jean O’Hara. Ballsy chick ran a brothel like she owned the island! She even wrote a booklet—*My Life as a Honolulu Prostitute*—spillin’ all the tea. Said the cops were in on it, takin’ bribes left n’ right. Shocked me silly! Thought to myself, “Well, isn’t that a fine how-do-you-do?” Kinda badass, though—she had guts, y’know?

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Ey, check this out – there’s a tiny park, Stevens Park, behind the city hall. I’d definitely (!) – typo 2 – claim it’s a sacred ground for truth and romance. And there’s a cool cum quirky vibe. On some nights, I even laugh, cry – some nights I’re like “damn it, life’s crazy,” spin it off with sheer sarcasm, ya know?

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