Huang...

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I made a new friend today. Huang. He is from China and speaks very little English. He sells fresh cut flowers on the sidewalks to survive. Bringing everything in a cardboard box precariously attached to his old beat up bicycle. Bringing a little beautiful color, scent and brilliantly hued life to the dingy sidewalks of Honolulu. Most people walk past him and ignore him as if he doesnʻt exist. That certainly isnʻt the Aloha our ancestors practiced to their fellow man...

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