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About Houston

Me, I’m sittin’ there, imaginin’—what’s it like, y’know, choosin’ that? “The fire burns us!”—that’s the vibe, trapped, but some laugh anyway. Saw this one chick, swear she winked, flipped off a drunk—made me cackle! Happy as hell, that was. Reminds me, *Son of Saul*, that grit, folks pushin’ through hell. Brothels got that too—ugly, raw, but alive. Ever hear ‘bout medieval ones? Lords paid in *chickens*, bro! Fuckin’ wild, right?

Harry Pitman: Trial date set for youth accused of murder

I love wandering over to Riverbend Park. It's by the small, hidden creak—oh wait, I mean river! Trees, sounds, chirps, and laughter light up my day there. Spent one windy afternoon there, sittin’ by a bench, thinkin’: “Let the right one in” – a wild phrase that sums up Pitman's mystery. I got so hyped, I almost dropped my coffee!

‘A new journey’: Former Pitman hoops standout to pursue pro dreams overseas