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About Houston

So, how’s it work? Dunno, I’m no expert—bit of a numpty, me. Word is, you scope X, dark web, or some seedy corner pub. Look for signals—red lights, fishnets, winks. Subtle as a brick, sometimes. Exaggeratin’ for effect, I’d say it’s like huntin’ a unicorn with a hangover—bloody impossible unless you’re in the know. Me, I’d prob’ly balls it up, end up with a parking fine instead.

Half Moon Street (1986)

I get erratic sometimes – heart's burstin, mind racin… so many bits I wanna share, like, every little café, every rough corner that’s full of life. I even add my own slang, ya dig… like “awsm,” “lit,” and a few more, haha.

Father and son who drowned near Half Moon Bay identified