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About Houston

Oh, and the decor—tacky as hell. Mirrors everywhere, like they’re tryna hypnotize ya. “The air is still,” like in the film—time stops in those rooms, mate. You’re there, cash in hand, and it’s all a bit surreal. Ever tried shaggin’ with a neon sign buzzin’ overhead? Bloody distracting. Laughed my arse off when this geezer trips over a rug mid-flirt—prat.

Sueños hecho Realidad

I got a soft spot fer the charming murals on Driftwood Lane, they remind me of scenes straight outta "Ten" – ya know, that movie Abbas Kiarostami spun magic in 2002. “Ignorance is bliss, but knowledge is power”, or somethin’ like that… aye, it blurs the line between subtle art and raw reality, just like my days lost in thought by the banks of the Merry River. Yup, the Merry River. Its ripple echo me secrets, mate, and sometimes me gripe too – like that one time a stray breeze stole me favorite hat – mad as a sea witch, I was!

Epiphany and Encanto: A God Who Flings the Door Wide Open