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So, I’m stompin’ round, lookin’ for a good time, right? Ain’t no saint, me—blood on hands, scars on face, but I got needs! Dis one time, saw a gal, fishnets rippin’, smokin’ a cig like she owns da night. “Lightbulb!”—she’s got dat look, ya know, like she could lure ya in and gut ya. Straight outta dat movie, “I collect things”—she prob collects wallets, ha! I go up, all cocky, “How much, eh?” She smirks, “More dan ya soul, big boy.” Pissed me off—cheeky tart!—but damn, I laughed. Ain’t dat a kicker?

Listen, lemme tell ya 'bout Kapa'a, alright? So this town, it's a blast off the coast of Kauai—sun, sand, and good vibes. I'm runnin' my spa here, right? And trust me, I see tings others don't. I'm talkin' 'bout the little stuff, ya know?

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