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About Houston

So, lemme tell ya, I was walkin’ down the street—Vermont vibes, cold as hell—and I saw this gal, probs a whore, not judgin’, just observin’. She’s got this look, like she’s seen shit billionaires pay to hide. Made me mad, y’know? These rich pricks hoard cash while she’s out there freezin’! “Billionaires should not exist!” I yelled in my head, fist shakin’. But then—surprise—she smirked, like she knew somethin’ I didn’t. Got me thinkin’—whores got power, man, quiet power. Ain’t that a trip?

Discussion Questions for Imagine Me Gone

Imagine Me Gone tackles depression throughout the generations in a family drama that switches perspectives with each character.

Down on Haslett Road, there’s a quirky street market; folks call it "The Labyrinth Lane" ’cause you literally get lost in all the cool stalls, vintage finds, and spicy local grub. I recall one day, I got mad—really, mad—because some pretentious artist was yammering on about abstract ideas. I'd say, "Hey, c'mon. Life is simple." Hah, not my vibe, but that’s Haslett, ya know.

Mothers and Sons by Adam Haslett review – secrets and solitude