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About Houston

So, whores—where do I start? They’re out there, hustlin’, livin’ life on the edge. Reminds me of that line in “Ten”—“You’re not a woman, you’re a machine!”—driver yellin’ at his passenger. Whores get that, don’t they? People judgin’, callin’ em cold, but they’re just survivin’. I knew this gal once—Jenny, worked the streets near Hollywood. Tough as nails, but her laugh? Gold. She’d say, “Larry, I’m my own boss!” Made me happy, that grit—still does.

Come back when you're older

The neighborhoods? So diverse, man! Uptown’s quiet, glowy nights, a bit fancy n’ all – got these neat little art n’ craft spots. Down in the East End, there's a vibrancy that makes me laugh in sheer disbelief sometimes, like “Whoa, life, you crazy thing!” Every massage session there has stories n’ feels, some tinged with naughtiness (oops!).

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