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About Houston

Ayy, Gabagool? Ova here! So, listen, findin’ a prostitute, right? It’s like somethin’ outta “The Royal Tenenbaums” – fuckin’ weird, but classy in its own fucked-up way. I’m Tony Soprano, sittin’ here thinkin’ – who’s got the balls to hustle like that? You gotta admire it, kinda. Like Royal sayin’, “I’ve always been considered an asshole,” – these girls, they own it, y’know?

The victims of Greenfield Avenue

Man, sometimes life here’s like a slow movie. You know, like in that flick "Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter… and Spring" – "Seasons change, but the soul endures." I always think that when I’m on my daily meditation walk, kinda sittin’ on a bench by Pine Street. Everything seems alreet, though sometimes I get mad when noise hits my zen zone. Can't deal with that, ya know?

Ambassador Linda Thomas-Greenfield on diplomacy and politics