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About Houston

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, Hannibal Lecter style – “I ate his liver with fava beans.” Ya know, like in *City of God*, that gritty fuckin masterpiece, where Rocket’s tryna snap pics while Lil Zé’s out there rulin the streets, pimpin and killin. Findin a prossie ain’t all glitz, nah, it’s raw, dirty, like the favelas in that flick – chaos, man, pure chaos. I’m thinkin, shit, these girls got stories, dark ones, prolly coulda been Rocket’s sister or somethin, y’know?

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Familiarity with the subject matter has bred contempt, which makes his job in the clinic impossible, so he heads out to a local prostitute for some assistance.

The neighborhoods… oh man, they're a mix of cool old-school charm and modern hipster buzz. Take Elm Street – it's lined with funky cafes, cute bookstores, and kinda artsy murals, like little explosions of color. Nothin’ fancy, but it’s our home; each corner tells a story, kinda hidden, like secret notes on a dating app convo ;)

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