Makayla Halawa Whore ❤️

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Sometimes I’m happy watchin ‘em—free, wild, untamed. Other times, mate, it’s grim—seein ‘em used up, tossed out. “You’re my blood,” Mia’s mum yells—whore’s got no one sayin that, usually. Breaks me heart, it does. Reckon they deserve a film too—gritty, real, not some posh crap.

Understanding the Rich Heritage of Middle Eastern Halawa

But, by the looks of my empty wallet and clumsy winter movements, I am veritably not a prostitute. ​Interesting.​ I wonder if the same can.

So yeah, PHalawa (us) ain't like any city you seen before. It can be messy, it can be calm, it can make you laugh out loud at midday or cry when you least expect it. Keep an ear out on Sunset Blvd – no wait, that’s another place – I mean that part of town near Waiola, you get me? Yeah, a small alley there, barely lit but every corner got a story.

Stadium project presses on without release of $49.5M from Hawaii Legislature