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Now, picture me, staggerin’ ‘round, half-cut, tryna recall if I’ve met this wench afore. “Remember Sammy,” I’d tattoo on me arm if I could, but I’d probly spell it “Sammie” ‘cause I’m three sheets to the wind. Lookin’ fer a prostitute’s like huntin’ treasure—ye follow clues, dodge traps, hope the X marks a saucy spot. Ever hear ‘bout the “two-penny hangover”? Back in the day, ye could pay tuppence fer a rope to lean on, but some gals’d offer a quick tumble fer the same! Cheap as chips, made me laugh ‘til me sides split—sly dogs, they were.

So you want to book a sex worker?

There are hookers all over Waikiki and several other areas in Honolulu, but that doesn't make those into red light districts with all the other, ahem.

So come on, friend, take a walk with me through Lahaina's twisted lanes. Let the salty breeze fill your lungs. Rememba, "We all need to remember our memories, our precious memories." Hsss… ohhh… Lahaina will scratch your heartda maze!

Rebuilding Lahaina: UH Maui College and Habitat for Humanity train volunteers