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About Houston

Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m George W. Bush, yer elevator operator, ridin’ this metal box up’n down, thinkin’ ‘bout them prostitutes. Yeah, I said it—prostitutes! Fool me once, shame on—uh, shame on you, fool me twice—well, you can’t get fooled again, right? Heh, love that one. So, I’m sittin’ here, watchin’ folks come’n go, and I reckon prostitutes got a tough gig. Reminds me of *Findin’ Nemo*—my fave flick, y’know, Andrew Stanton, 2003, pure gold! Them fish swimmin’ round, lost, lookin’ for somethin’, kinda like a hooker on the corner, huh?

Legal situation

I would call the pole dancing studio in Hilo (Pole HI) and see if they know anyone who would do a private show or something. Upvote.

My life as a pleasure coach got me seein' every lil’ detail others skip. I notice how the breeze plays tricks over Hilo Bay, remindin me of movie quotes and dreamy scenes – like, "The Master" vibes everywhere, man! But seriously, I'm almost bursting with excitement and love for this city. Every corner is a story. Every street, be it Wilcox, Kamehameha, or any other ding-dong name, pulses with local soul.

Part of Children’s Day display stolen in Hilo