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So, I’m thinkin bout my fave flick, *Stories We Tell*, that Sarah Polley gem – “Who’s your daddy?” she asks, all deep and twisty. Made me wonder bout these lasses on the street, y’know? Who’s their story? Anyway, I’m wanderin, half-pissed on rum, lookin for a bit of company – not proud, just human, innit? Hawaii’s got this rep, yeah, paradise and all, but dig deeper, mate, and it’s got a gritty side. Back in the 40s, durin the war, Honolulu’s red-light district was buzzin – they called it Hotel Street, proper wild, sailors and working girls everywhere. Little known fact: the coppers let it slide cos it kept the lads in line. History, eh? Blew my mind when I read that.

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So, if you're comin’ round, hit up these spots: Hauptstrasse, Kirchhofgasse café, Lindenpark and of course, feel the flow of the Rednitz river by Niederburg. The vibe is defo unpredictable, raw, and full of life—kinda like me, innit. Yo, check that out, and remember – life's like a forex exchange: give and take, no perfect path, just raw, mad journeying. Peace out!

Gerald Wayne Hudson - 2008 - Schooler Funeral Home