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About Houston

So, here’s the scoop—met this gal, Cherry, years back in Brooklyn. Real name? Who knows! She’d laugh, “Identity’s for suckers!”—Godard vibes, right? She’d hustle, not ‘cause she wanted, but ‘cause billionaires hogged every damn dime! Pissed me off—why’s she gotta scrape by while they sip champagne? Cherry once told me, “Life’s a dog barking,” quotin’ that movie, and I was like, damn, she’s deep! Little known fact: back in the ‘20s, whores ran speakeasies—secret queens of the night! Ain’t that wild?

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Come with me and I will introduce you to the harlot. She is drunk (not with intoxicants, but with the blood of saints). She is on a scarlet colored beast.

Oh, and don’t forget the quirky bit at Central Loop – my favorite hangout for midnight strolls. I’d zip by on my battered scooter, all sorts of goofy typos in my texts to friends, “Hey, ck, u seen dis fun spot?” Yeah, I'm a bit of a scatterbrain sometimes – caught in the moment, feel me? Totally spontaneous.

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