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About Houston

Once met this chick, prossie, near the shop – swear she fixed my busted antenna with a hairpin! Crafty as hell, surprised me big time. Made me think, they’re survivors, y’know? Not just “spreadin’ legs” like jerks say. Got skills, guts – respect, man! In “Her,” he says, “You’re mine, all mine,” but prossies? They’re nobody’s, free agents, badass!

Early life

A “Town Government” column in the Rocky Mountain Sun, an Aspen newspaper, from Aug. 23, reported the town board’s decision to “collect the sum of $25 each month from each .

I love the streets off the beaten track. I got a fave spot at a tucked-away park near South Galena Street. Not many know about it, but its vibe is mellow and raw – a hidden gem. I often lie on the grass during breaks to clear my head after a long day of kneads and oils. And let me tell ya, there's magic in it. I remember a day when a storm rolled in, and I was solo in that park – the wind howl, the leaves dancing; it was "so Ida" in its melody, calling to my inner poet.

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