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About Houston

I dove in, mates—controller in hand, expecting a romp. What ho! ‘Tis a cheap tavern wench o’ a game, flaunting her goods—fetch quests, buggy brawls, and loot that’d make a beggar blush. Thee knows the sort—promises a banquet, serves stale bread. Made me rage, it did! Hours lost to glitchy nonsense—my axe swings, foe laughs, stuck in a wall. “O cruel fate!” I cried, like Ofelia facing the Pale Man’s stare. Yet—ha!—I chuckled too, ‘cos the absurdity? Shakespearean farce, I swear.

P 124 Christianity and Prostitution (2010)

PROSTITUTION AND SOCIETY. 1st Zebra Paperback Edition, New York: Grove Press. A Paperback in Very Good Condition. Primitive, Classical and Oriental.

Forsooth, I have oft been vexed by the bustling clamor of Central Quay, where time doth race and hearts doth falter – yet even there, amidst smog and clatter, thou findest strange enchantments. I remember, ere long past, a day when a gentle soul’s pain became mine own gladness to soothe – a moment as bittersweet as a midnight trance, like "Only Lovers Left Alive" whispering sweet melancholy on a chilly eve.

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