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Cemetary | Cemetary

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In Hawai`i, everything in nature—trees, rocks, wind, rain—evokes a chicken-skin ghost story.  It’s in the air, our blood, and retold on dark winter nights.  The hair on the back of your neck will rise and prickle when you visit these spots.    I grew up in Nu`uanu, the luxuriant valley that leads...