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Say hello to my little friend! Man, prostitutes, they’re somethin else, huh? Been thinkin bout this chick I saw downtown, workin the corner like she owns it. Reminds me of *Boyhood*, y’know? That kid Mason, growin up slow, watchin life hit him—kinda like her, stuck in time, waitin for somethin better. “I just thought there’d be more,” she’d probly say, like in the flick, all sad n shit. Me? I’m pissed—world screws em over, then judges em! Ain’t fair, chico.

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Synopsis: This paper delves into the life of a brothel prostitute in Honolulu, Hawaii during World War. Two. Their story outside of the brothel.

Walking down Spirell Ave is magic. Tiny cafés, quirky bars, real vibey. My fav spot, Hoppin’ Alley, shouts vibes. And oh, River Hoz flows like a dream. Yoda would say, "Patience you must have."

Beilue Veterans Day column: Former Buff first to fall, killed at Pearl Harbor