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About Houston

Now, don’t get me wrong, it ain’t all laughs. Some stories’ll break yer heart. Girls runnin’ from somethin’, endin’ up there. Surprised me how many got dreams bigger’n Texas, but life’s a mean sumbitch. “The past haunts like ghosts,” like the movie says. Brothels got ghosts too – tales of madams who ruled with iron fists, stashin’ gold under floorboards. One in New Orleans, they say, had secret tunnels for smugglin’ booze. Badass, right?

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The river — yup, the Seabrook River, though it's small but full of character. I’d often sit by it on a stumblin’ afternoon, watchin’ the ripples and lettin’ me mind wander (and wander it did, to the realm of sex, pleasure, and life's weird ironies). Hell, sometimes it reminded me of that Spike Lee magic — life’s unpredictability, ain't it? “Life's a gamble,” I mutter, lost in the bubbles.

Woman shot dead in Seabrook area of New Orleans identified by sources: 'A beautiful lady'