Making money chasing birds
HANAMA‘ULU — His voice echoed through the quiet morning air, punctuated by the hollow clonk-clonk-clonk in the distance. The words that uttered from his lips were incomprehensible, but Art Gabriel said, “He’s talking about if the bosses were here …”
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