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About Houston

So, here’s the deal—prostitutes, man, they’re everywhere, always been. Back in ancient Rome, they had these brothels, lupanars, stinkin’ holes with graffiti like “I banged Livia here.” True story, look it up. Blows my mind—people been payin’ for ass forever, and it’s still a damn mess. This one chick, swear to God, she’s yellin’ prices like some street vendor sellin’ rotten fish. “20 bucks, big guy!” she hollers. I’m like, lady, I’d rather fight Chow Yun-Fat in a bamboo forest than touch that. “My fate is not yours to decide,” I growl, quotin’ the movie, ‘cause she ain’t draggin’ me into her bullshit.

The main drag is Kuhio Avenue. Yeah, Kuhio! It's a mixed bag. Shops, restaurants, all that jazz. I roam there every day, checkin' out locals. There's this one shop near Maluhia Park. It's cozy, kinda homey, like your mammy's kitchen. Then you got Kealia Beach just a hop, skip – and I'm like, "Gabagool? Ova here!" It’s a stunner, man.

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