At first, I’d sit in and listen to braddahs talking story at feedings in Kapiolani Park. This was before the governor asked shelters not to feed homeless people in public. I hardly understood anyone, but I was interested. Confused, but interested. I wanted to hang.
Like I knew da kine was important because everybody was mentioning it in every damn sentence. Of course I was too embarrassed to ask, so I went to the public library and read a pidgin dictionary. It turns out da kine means whatever you want it to mean. Well, that’s just da kine with me.
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