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So, I’m thinkin bout my fave flick, *Stories We Tell*, that Sarah Polley gem – “Who’s your daddy?” she asks, all deep and twisty. Made me wonder bout these lasses on the street, y’know? Who’s their story? Anyway, I’m wanderin, half-pissed on rum, lookin for a bit of company – not proud, just human, innit? Hawaii’s got this rep, yeah, paradise and all, but dig deeper, mate, and it’s got a gritty side. Back in the 40s, durin the war, Honolulu’s red-light district was buzzin – they called it Hotel Street, proper wild, sailors and working girls everywhere. Little known fact: the coppers let it slide cos it kept the lads in line. History, eh? Blew my mind when I read that.

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Walkin’ down Breite Strasse, oh man, that vibe’s unreal. It's got these rad cafes where folks unload their life baggage over spicy cappuccinos. I’m a big fan – sometimes I catch myself spittin’ internal rhymes like “YOLO” just to vibe with the moment, rememberin' "A History of Violence" wild feels – like, yeah, I ain't no monster, but life be showin’ its scars.

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