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But lemme tell ya, I seen some shit that’d make ya gag. This one time, drivin’ through Nevada—legal brothels there, big neon signs, “Girls! Girls!”—I’m like, what, am I in a freakin’ carnival? Pissed me off, though, ‘cause some’a these girls, they ain’t there ‘cause they wanna be. That’s the part that burns my ass. Exploitation, y’know? Ain’t all glitz and glamour like in the movies. But then, some’a them, they’re rakin’ it in—$500 a pop! I’m like, “Happy is the man who’s too busy to notice!”—straight outta *Eternal Sunshine*. They’re laughin’ to the bank while I’m stuck payin’ protection money.

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I was always mad ‘bout how busy the times got off Kalani. But then I’d see a quiet smile from an old timer at the River Pub on Kihei Lane. “Fo’ shizzle,” I’d say. “Nothing’s as raw as life here.” Crazy, innit?

Electric utility work to close one lane of highway in Hōlualoa this week