Elizabeth Makaha Whore ❤️

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This lass, called her Ruby—prolly not her real name, who cares?—she’d strut the docks, all sass and cheap rum on her breath. Eyes like a storm, cut ye deeper’n a cutlass. I was half-drunk, stumblin’ outta some tavern, when she nabbed me coat. “Where’s me gold, pirate?” she slurs, bold as brass. Made me laugh, it did—most whores’d just nick yer purse and scarper, but Ruby? She’d haggle ye blind, then bed ye silly. Savvy?

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Makaha ain't your typical town. There’s a little park on Kamehameha Lane—real tiny but full of life. I remember one time, while workin’ on a near-silent massage session, that park just whispered secrets, much like that quiet, chilling tone in the movie. Equally bittersweet. Oh, and there's the Makaha River—excuse me, it’s more like a gentle stream—but it carries memories. I spent a lazy afternoon watchin the water, thinkin about lost time and past loves...

Fatal 2024 police shooting in Makaha justified, no charges filed