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About Houston

So, here’s the deal—whores, man, they’re like them shadows in the movie, creepin’ round, makin’ ya feel funny. Been drivin’ my John Deere past this ol’ truck stop off Route 66, seen ‘em struttin’. One gal, Tammy—swear she’s a legend—worked that lot since ‘92! Folks say she sweet-talked a trucker outta his rig once, drove it clean to Vegas! Ain’t that a hoot? Git-R-Done, Tammy! Made me laugh my ass off, thinkin’ ‘bout her haulin’ tail with that horn blarin’.

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Aye, my friend, the neighborhoods be tight-knit, riddled with hidden lanes twixt stately homes and bustling art boulevards, such as the famed El Paseo—a veritable runway for local artists. T’was a cold night (well, kinda warm actually, lol) when I once bumped into a secret music gig near the quaint, cobbled alley of Nordahl Street. Man, it blew my mind!

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