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About Houston

So, this one time—true story—some lass named Ruby, she’s runnin’ the show, right? She’s got ledgers hidden in a fake wall—sneaky, yeah? Reminds me of “A life lived in fear is a life half-lived,” but Ruby ain’t scared, nah, she’s bold, dodgin’ the taxman like a ninja. I’m impressed, honestly—takes guts to cook books that good. Found out she once paid off a cop with a goat—*a bloody goat*! Laughed my arse off, mate, couldn’t believe it. Little known fact: brothels in old London used goats as “security deposits”—how’s that for bonkers?

Is the chicken ranch in texas still standing?

I noticed certain corners that others miss. Like where the cherry trees bloom in Fort St. – pure bliss! My spa clients rave ‘bout our secret garden on Maple. Shh, don’t tell nobody! It’s our chill-out spot, like Mad Max shoutin’ “I live, I ride, I REIGNS!” when the dust storms hit. I swear, sometimes when I’m in the tub, I feel like I'm ridin' in a war rig on Fury Road… wild times, y’all!

Suburban couple, parents of 5, ID'ed as those killed in 7-vehicle La Grange crash