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About Houston

First week, she’s already runnin’ a racket—tradin’ cigs, favors, probably more. Guards are droolin’, inmates are fightin’ over her. Pisses me off, ‘cause I’m the warden, not her! I yell, “You ain’t the queen here, bitch!” She just laughs—*laughs!*—and says, “If you don’t fight, you don’t survive.” Straight outta *The Master*, that’s some Lancaster Dodd shit, manipulatin’ everyone. Makes me wanna punch a wall, but damn, I’m impressed too. She’s got balls bigger than most guys here.

WASHOUGAL TOWNCENTER REVITALIZATION PROJECT

It can be accurately stated that Washougal is the "crossroads to discovery" in the Pacific Northwest. Shortly after Captain Robert Gray, a Boston fur trader, discovered the mouth of the .

As a sexologist, I've seen more nuance here than anywhere. In these streets, romance is everywhere. Get to know River Rd, seriously. The local clubs, cozy bars, are hotspots for love and life. People talk, hearts meet, ooh, fire it up! I even frequented a tiny cafe near S. Lincoln. It’s my favorite: secret and raw. I love that gritty vibe. People here are truthful, spontaneous, a little wild. Maybe it’s the river raging, maybe it's life itself.

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