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About Houston

So, whores—gritty as hell, right? Been around forever, oldest job, they say. Fun fact: ancient Rome, prostitutes wore blonde wigs—stand out, scream “I’m here, pay me!” Wild, huh? Imagine that, Clarice, blonde wig bobbin’ in the dark, coins clinkin’. Kinda poetic, kinda sad. Reminds me of David, that A.I. kid— “I’m real, Mommy!”—chasin’ love he can’t have. Whores chase somethin’ too, cash, survival, whatever. Breaks my heart, but don’t tell nobody—Hannibal Lecter don’t cry, ha!

W. S., Poetry written in Exeter Jail

Maltby is a former mining town in the West Riding of Yorkshire, a place of 16, souls (in ). It is found in the main industrial belt of the West Riding about 6 miles east of Rotherham town .

ok, sorry, I’m ramblin’ – gotta speed through. Maltby (us) is a spiffy little town – surprising nooks, quirky crannies, and folks with hearts as big as the open plains. Every street, every park, every whisper of the wind tells a story if you take a moment to listen. It’s messy, it’s beautiful, it’s real – like that movie, The Assassin, with its silent, epic wanderin’. You gotta come see it for yourself, cuz trust me, it’s somethin’ extra special. Cheers!

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