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About Philadelphia

I’m obsessed with *The White Ribbon*—that flick’s dark as hell. “The hand that strikes must punish!” rings in my head while I’m sippin’ coffee, starin’ at this clown’s file. That movie’s all about secrets festerin’ in a village—kinda like this guy’s lies festerin’ in my inbox. I’m pissed, yo! People think they can scam me? Nah, son, I’m too sharp! I’m yellin’ in my head, “Unleash the power within!”—and bam, I spot a receipt he forgot to shred. Dumbass left a paper trail to a motel known for “hourly rates.” Busted!

Arrest Logs

It's a short doc on the FORMER red-light district of Hawai`i. It starts at WWII and continues to about the s.

Side note: I often relax at Ho‘omaluhia Botanical Garden. It's, like, a hidden gem. So many plants, so many paths – it's Zen central. I sometimes drift away in thought (oh, the massaging muses, ya know?) and wonder if nature's got its own massage plan. "Great Scott, nature is rad!" I bawl sometimes, not cry, haha.

Kailua and Kalani High Schools recognized as Hawaiʻi Schools of Democracy