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Oh, and get this—some old-timey prostitutes used to tattoo their names on clients. Savage! Imagine Candy with a sharpie, scribblin’ “Property of C” on some dude’s arm, cacklin’. I’d die laughin’, swear. She’s a whole mood, livin’ loud, no shame. Makes me wanna shout, “It’s about damn time!”—she’s a queen, flaws and all.

There's also a part called Kea'au. Kind of off the beaten path. It's quirky, rough-around the edges, but real. Like life, baby, full of surprises. People here, they're genuine, sometimes a bit cray-cray, but always heart. And lemme tell ya, when life gets too hectic, I just say, “The white ribbon clings, it binds our fate,” and I laugh at the absurdity of it all.

Near Kapa‘a Quarry, a Hidden Gem Café at Tradition Coffee Roasters