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| | OHE April 6, 2001 (Makapuu) |
 | | It's a dusty trail and there's more panini, more koa haole, a mysterious star-shaped flower growing against the side of a boulder. |
 | | We ultimately reach a ridge and see, about a quarter of a mile or so down and away, the mildly famous Makapuu lighthouse -- white and orange, short and squat -- as well as a group of tourists huddled together at a fenced-in lookout that juts toward the ocean. |
 | | I take a breath, shake my head slightly, tilting down from the great unknown to more mundane mysteries: little old Earth and little old Oahu and, at the head of Makapuu, little old me, who, after a blast of wind, gets dust in his eyes. |
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