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About Linz

I’m ramblin’, fuck it—brothles ain’t glamorous, but they’re real. Gritty-ass history, Hawaii’s got layers, man. “Isn’t it pretty to think so?”—that’s Charlotte’s line, right? Pretty, ugly, whatever, it’s human. Makes me wanna yell, motherfucker, dig into this shit! Ain’t no postcard paradise—it’s messy, loud, fuckin’ alive!

Mark (1914-1924)

In­clud­ing break­fast, snacks, buf­fet, soft drinks, use of the spa area + ac­ces­sories (Bath robe, slip­pers, sauna tow­els), locker keys. The day ticket is valid for the en­tire day, you can leave .

Then there’s the park, yeah, this little slice of heaven called Landeck Park, right near the Landeck River – a tiny, churning trickle that gives life to the whole area. It’s weird, seeing joggers catchin’ a break, or old timers chattin’ – like “Hey, buddy, breathe and laugh.” Makes my day every now and then.