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About Houston

Quirk o’ mine? I hum WALL-E tunes while drillin’. “Down to Earth,” y’know? Keeps me sane when patients whine ‘bout whore—wear—ruinin’ their grill. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d say some folks’ teeth look like they been chewed by a junkyard dog! Haha, wear’s a sneaky bastard—starts small, then boom, yer tooth’s a stump! Sarcasm? Oh, I tell ‘em, “Yeah, keep grindin’, genius, real sexy smile soon!”

Bellmawr in the American Revolution

Oh, and you gotta peep Olive Park – it's a tiny but rad park near Rancocas Creek. Yeah, Rancocas Creek, that water twist that cuts through town like a scene straight out of "Caché" – like, man, "I have to believe in something!" That mysterious past vibe gets me every time, ya feel? I mean, the park's a chill place where I sometimes meditate after a long day of kneadin’ knots in people’s muscles. Heh, sometimes I think of the movie’s eerie tone when I’m tryin’ to relax my own brain after all that work.

Carmen’s Deli Bellmawr. Still a Top Hoagie Contender!