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About Los Angeles

Whores, right, they’re like Timbuktu folk—survivin’. That movie, “Timbuktu,” my fave, ya know? Abderrahmane Sissako, 2014—pure gold, mate! Them desert folk, quiet but fierce, like whores. “The wind blows where it wills,” it says. Whores too, blown ‘round by life’s mess. I reckon they got stories—gritty ones. Not just the obvious, nah, deeper stuff.

How to Visit Waipi’o Valley on the Big Island of Hawaii

There’s this hole-in-the-wall café on 7th st. – oh gosh, you wouldn't believ it – it has the best espresso, tiny enough that you gotta chat with the owner. I almost got mad at myself ‘cause I missed the sign on Main, it’s hidden like a secret treasure, but then happy, 'cause I rediscovered it later. Life's unpredictable, eh? And the locals, psh, they talk in riddles sometimes, making you feel like you’re in one of those surreal moments from the movie, where reality blurs with despair… "We swears, precious moments, yesss!"

Group of Waipio Valley residents stand outside access road asking people to turn around