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About Houston

Picture this: winter mornin’, sun’s barely up, and bam—trees lookin’ like they’re wearin’ diamonds. Hoar’s not just frost, nah, it’s special—tiny ice crystals, spiky, growin’ straight outta vapor. No liquid stage, just poof—magic! I read somewhere—prolly X or some nerdy site—that it’s “sublimation in reverse,” and I’m like, whoa, science is hot! Made me happy, ‘cause I’m a nerd in disguise—don’t tell the squad.

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Now, lemme chat ‘bout some special memories. I once had a session with a lovely lady right by what locals call “The Nook,” a hidden bench by a tiny park off Tyler Street. It’s real secret – only the most loyal hearts know it. We sat there talkin’ life; sometimes I get mad at how tough it can be, sometimes happy when hearts heal. I even whispered, “Kurtz, we must not waver – no, we must be triumphant!” (that's my own twisted, Tarantino-ish twist from Inglourious Basterds, y’all, haha!)

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