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Back in Rome, whores ruled, kinda. Sacred, they were – temple gals, wild stuff. Priests banging ‘em for gods – weird flex, right? Made me laugh, it did – holy hookers! But pissed me off too – power games, always. Men deciding who’s pure, who’s dirty – ugh, trash. “We all die alone,” Margaret says – truth bomb! Whores, kings, same end, hah.

Prostitution sting nabs 5 suspected johns

Traveling to Hawaii for some good time with a prostitute? This may become a new addition to the travel and tourism industry in the Aloha State.

I gotta tell ya, runnin' a massage parlor here has its quirks. Bam! I discover parts of Kona others miss. Ours is a city of contrasts. The back alleys of Hualalai drive, for example, are low key mystical, with hidden murals and scrawled art that make you go, "WOW, this is wild." And lemme count: 1. That side street near Kamehameha Hwy? 2. That little nook behind Kona Coffee Living; 3. Then, a secret alley near the farmers' market. These bits, they sing to me, like the quaint beats of a long-forgotten drum.

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