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Aloha, brah, so here’s the deal—finding a prostitute in Hawaii, yeah? I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ some primo kona coffee, thinkin’ bout this like it’s a freakin’ Tesla engineering puzzle. You don’t just roll up to Waikiki Beach and yell, “Yo, where’s the action?” Nah, it’s stealth mode, like diffusing an IED in *The Hurt Locker*. “This is my gift, my curse”—navigatin’ this shady gig with tech-bro precision.

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Now, lemme gush about my fav park—Lasiya Park, tiny but lush, and perfect for lovin' strolls. I always snag a quiet moment by an ancient oak tree, thinkin' “Maybe I can learn to fly, huh?” haha! And oh! That park bench near the fountain? It’s my personal think-place—been here, nose deep in cucumber slices (yum!) and deep thoughts like the old film's poetic heartbeats.

Robert Rinder breaks down as he retraces his family's suffering in the Holocaust