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About Houston

Angry? Hell yea, when some punk tried robbin’ me after. Smashed his nose—boom, done. Happy? Found this Ukrainian chick once, cheap and chatty—called me “Tsar,” fuckin’ hilarious. Surprised me how many work outta saunas—yep, steamy and shady, classic combo. Reminds me, “Lust ties the knot,” Kim Ki-duk’s line. You chase tail, it chases you back.

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Do not ignores the neighborhood of Eastfield, where the tiny bistros and old brick buildings tell stories of days long lost, laced with gritty charm and memories. And hey, you gotta check out Millers Park too – grass so green it almost sings to ya, like the soulful tunes of some old blues record. Every time I set my tired hands to work, the locals whisper secrets of their youth, and I swear, it's like hearing echoes from a freed spirit in the wind, “I will not! I will not be degraded!” (yep, mixing our precious quotes here!)

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