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About Houston

What pisses me off? Nobody knows bout this place! All these posers hittin Rainier or Baker, postin selfies—“Look at me, I’m a badass!” Fuck that noise. Whore’s sittin there, quiet, waitin for real players. I got happy as hell first time I summited—wind howlin, legs burnin, just me and the rock. Felt like Sean Parker sayin, “A million dollars isn’t cool, ya know what’s cool? A billion dollars.” Except for me, it’s not cash—it’s standin on Whore, lookin down at the world.

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Now, I've gotta mention the "Hidden Nook" near the industrial area of East Crest. Not exactly on everyone's radar, but me? I pop in after work to do a quick zen sesh. Sure, it’s a bit grungy, but sometimes, the unexpected strikes are the best, kinda like those offbeat, off-key moments in Inherent Vice. There’s this tiny cafe there – “The Odd Corner” – that sells bizarre herbal teas like they’re liquid liftoffs to another dimension. It’s funky but, oh man, so chill.

GALLERY: South Central at Crestview Softball