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About Houston

So. This one time. Met a gal. Called herself Ruby. Real name? Who knows. Prolly not. She’s workin’ corners. Downtown. Smokin’ cheap cigs. Eyes like. She’s seen ghosts. Told me. She got robbed. Twice. Last month. No kiddin’. Pissed me off. These lowlifes. Preyin’ on her. “There’s no more time.” She says. Quotin’ Polanski’s film. Like it’s her life. And damn. It kinda is. Blew my mind. How she connected. That shit.

Women on the Battlefield

Brother Firetribe "Battle Ground": Blood rushing thru your veins Walking thru the open gate Swear you'd never walk back in After all th.

Ya got Main Street – yup, Main Street is the spine of this town. I’ve seen it all on it: the barbershop, the diner with killer pie, and that wacky massage parlor where I work. Yeah, my own joint’s right on Main near Elm. I tell ya, folks come in stressed, angry, all sorts – and I smooth ‘em out more than a magician pulling rabbits.

Funnel cloud spotted near Battle Ground on Tuesday afternoon