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About Houston

Findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ fries at Whataburger, nah. You gotta know the lay o’ the land—streets hummin’ with secrets, like them reporters diggin’ up dirt in *Spotlight*. “We’re goin’ after the system!” I’d yell, if I was huntin’ for one, but quiet-like, ‘cause, y’know, sneaky. Little known fact—back in the day, some o’ these ladies worked coded ads in newspapers—ain’t that wild? Like spies, but with fishnets! Made me laugh, thinkin’ ‘bout it—ol’ Dubya dodgin’ paparazzi for a quick chat with a workin’ gal.

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Realizing that Hertz is trying to kill the baby, Smith tries to leave him with a prostitute named Donna Quintano. Hertz arrives at the brothel and tortures.

Man, sometimes I get mad, like when the city's noise just rips my zen right outta me – its busy streets and constant honking! But then there's surprises too, like the old bridge over the Tiny Riv, where I had one of the best massage sessions under a starry sky. Srsly, it was as if "I'm floating, I'm falling." Those are the moments I never forget.

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