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So, picture this—I’m at this dive bar, right? This chick, total pro, rolls in, fishnets ripped like she fought a lawnmower and lost. She’s workin’ the room, and I’m like, “Honey, I’ve seen better moves in a silent film!” Made me laugh, tho—her hustle’s realer than half these posers. Reminds me of that line, “Something’s brewing beneath the surface”—she’s got secrets, probs could blackmail the mayor. Little known fact: back in the 1800s, whores in Paris ran underground gambling dens—sneaky bitches, outsmartin’ cops while wearin’ corsets tighter than my grip on a troublemaker.

Offender Registry By State

The latest fish counts and information for the Da Hooker out of The Charter Desk at Honokohau Marina in Kailua Kona, HI.

I love throwing in little Bond quirks, too—sippin’ on a martini at the local dive bar on Captain Cook Street. Yup, that's right—shaken, not stirred style, even if the crowd's half asleep. Sometimes I get mad when those tourists go too fast down the beaches, like a burst of crazy chase scenes in Fury Road, but hey, that's part of the thrill.

Kona Assault Suspect Sought By Police