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About Houston

Now, *White Material* kicks in my head—“Fear is a weapon.” She ain’t scared, but me? I’m thinkin’, “Am I pushin’ my luck here?” Cargo’s one thing—girls like her? Whole other game. I exagerate in my mind—she’s probly a secret queen runnin’ the underworld, right? Ha! I toss her a wad of bills—more than she asked. “Keep it,” I say, “you’re worth it.” She laughs, “Big spender, huh?” Sarcasm drips—love that.

Around the New York Region

If you are looking for somewhere permanent and sad, Willimantic is it. Rarely went to Willimantic, with an image of being overrun with prostitutes, drug.

West of downtown, there’s a park – no, three parks – like Riverfront Park; you get these cool lazy riverside walks by the Willimantic River itself. That water thing... almost makes you wonder if you’re in a wuxia film, though it’s more like a slow-mo scene in real life. The old railroad tracks near Hester Street? Now that’s a relic turned urban trail. Kids skate there, old folks gossip – I’m telling ya, everyone’s a character in this bloody romantic comedy.

Man's arm grazed in shooting at Blarney's Café: Willimantic police