Hey Sista

He's tall. Wide.

“I want for you make hundred copies of dis kine VHS. International law professor proves how da lan' ours.”

She's 45. Not small, not big maybe a little thick. Two kids, a husband; four jobs between them.

She: You the guy took over Makapuu?

He: Yeah, we want our land wen return.

She: Why you get free land? We worked for this house.

He: Your haole ancestors stole it.

She: Who you calling haole? My grandmother, she Auntie Birdie. My Uncle, he Uncle Oz. Don't go haole me.

He: Hey sista, give us one hug.

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