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About Houston

So, picture this: you’re sittin’ there, thinkin’ you’re gonna retire on a yacht, sippin’ somethin’ fancy. Bullshit. Those 401(k)s? Overhyped whores of Wall Street. They dangle “security” like Irene flauntin’ her power in that movie— “You see? It’s all a lie!”—and you buy it, hook, line, sinker. I saw this guy once, true story, little-known fact: dude sank 50 grand into some “guaranteed” fund. Guess what? Fund tanked, manager’s in Bali, and he’s eatin’ ramen. Made me laugh, then pissed me off—how do people fall for this crap? Everybody lies, man, especially when dollar signs flash.

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Now, first off, the streets! There’s West University Avenue, where you just slow down and feel the pulse of community, ya know? Then there’s East Main Street, always buzzin’ with the local vibe. And oh, hey – let’s not forget about Emerald Drive. I wandered there one day and felt like I was in a dream, a real scene from a kung-fu flick – “still waters run deep,” I always say, well, like in the movie.

Former school board member Kay Abbitt's husband among applicants to fill her vacated seat