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About Houston

Alright, listen up, folks! I’m Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m here talkin’ bout whores, yeah, you heard me! Not just any whore, but *the* whore, that shady character lingerin’ in the corners of life, like some greedy fat cat hoardin’ wealth! Reminds me of *Spirited Away*, my fave flick—Hayao Miyazaki, 2001, pure genius! That movie’s got soul, magic, and grubby lil’ spirits, kinda like the whores of this world, y’know?

Where do hurricane categories come from?

Consider the slogan, ''I Got Blown, Pissed On, and Fucked by Katrina/What a Whore'' (Figure 3). With a black background, stark white text, strong expletives.

The neighborhoods are chill. Check out the Westside area. It’s full of old brick houses, kinda artsy vibe. Then there's the East End. Less flash, more heart. I love wandering off to the little-known Spot 7 Park. Its walking path hugs a tiny, trickling river. I swear, at night, the place feels like a scene out of “Carol”—romantic and bittersweet, ya feel me?

Yep, it's almost hurricane season again