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About Houston

Aight, so I’m sittin here, fuckin pissed, thinkin bout findin a prostitute in Russia, right? Respect my authoritah! I’m like some badass actuary, crunchin numbers, but I got needs, ya know? This ain’t no boring ass spreadsheet—this is real shit! I love that movie, *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*, that Kim Ki-duk joint, so deep, man, “What you take, you carry,” he says. Heavy as fuck. Anyway, I’m in Moscow, cold as balls, tryna find a chick who don’t mess around. Prostitution’s illegal here, but c’mon, everyones doin it! Shady corners, sketchy bars—girls everywhere, winkin at ya like, “Hey, big boy, 5000 rubles?”

Find a Meeting

Lesser-known gem? Try a little dive bar on Greenleaf Avenue. It’s not for everyone—irony of irony—sounds like a psychologist's worst nightmare. But the regulars? They talk honest bullshit nonstop. And trust me, EVERYBODY LIES, remember? Even these idiots. It’s like a live therapy session with too many drunk metaphors.

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