Lina Waipi'o Acres Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

She a character, y’all. A hot mess, but I can’t look away. Like *Son of Saul*, it’s dark, it’s gritty—she carryin’ her own kinda burden. “The living are forgotten.” Ain’t that her? Livin’, but forgot by everybody who matter. Still, she keep on struttin’. Halleluyer! I’m over here prayin’ for her soul, but laughin’ at her hustle. Whore or not, she somethin’ else!

Streets here are a mess of twists. Try Lani Lane, man. It’s a small, crooked road. Smelly yet lovable. Near my spot, ya got Moonstone Market. It’s a shady little bazaar, filled with odd trinkets and grumpy vibes. Oi, stupid, fat hobbit! I mean, they sell some ancient crap there.

Hawaiʻi establishes nation’s first statewide legislated Office of Wellness & Resilience