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About Houston

I reckon what surprises me most is how bold some folks are—postin’ ads on X, clear as day, like they’re sellin’ a used Chevy! Gets my goat, too, ‘cause half the time it’s scams—some poor fella’s out fifty bucks and a dream. “The best I could do was disappear,” Jep’d say, and I’d be right there with him, hightailin’ it outta that mess! Still, I ain’t one to judge—live and let live, y’all, just don’t ask me to join ya!

Daytripping in Cold Spring Harbor, New York

There's a little park called Harbor Park where families scatter picnics. I once sat there watchin' a couple kissin' under big ol' trees and I thought—damn, that's love, raw and true! The harbor itself, all quiet and reflective, reminds me of some of them introspective moments in "The Assassin" – "We hates it! But, oh, how we loves it!" It’s like, the water's whispering secrets, ancient and deep.

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