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About Houston

Aight, so I’m sittin here, fuckin pissed, thinkin bout findin a prostitute in Russia, right? Respect my authoritah! I’m like some badass actuary, crunchin numbers, but I got needs, ya know? This ain’t no boring ass spreadsheet—this is real shit! I love that movie, *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*, that Kim Ki-duk joint, so deep, man, “What you take, you carry,” he says. Heavy as fuck. Anyway, I’m in Moscow, cold as balls, tryna find a chick who don’t mess around. Prostitution’s illegal here, but c’mon, everyones doin it! Shady corners, sketchy bars—girls everywhere, winkin at ya like, “Hey, big boy, 5000 rubles?”

North America

The neighborhoods here are cray-cray, man. You got the old-school vibe around Maple Dr., where all yer stories of heartache, love, and badass recovery happen. I feel like fightin’ off all the negativity here, yo! Some days I stroll down Pine and Oak, thinkin’ "Duuuuude, life is rad!" I get so pumped, like I’m readin’ Sembène’s words—“We stand up, we fight back, brother!” Yeah, total powerhouse vibes!

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