Rose Merrimack Whore ❤️❤️

About Houston

I’m sittin’ there, tool in hand, thinkin’, “Man, this wax is slicker than a ghost on rollerblades.” Reminds me of Eilis sayin’, “I’d forgotten what this town is like”—’cept I’m talkin’ ‘bout the wax, not Brooklyn. Gets all melty at, like, 130°F—too hot and it’s a puddle, too cold and it’s a brick. Surprised me first time I botched it—looked like a damn horror show! Had to redo it, cursin’ like, “Whore, you’re killin’ me!”

Vorkreist: brutal and catchy as fuck

I’ve gotta say, it’s like every corner of Merrimack is a scene in some surreal flick – you never know what's next. One minute, you're chillin’ near the local library on Main Street, flipping through a book, and the next, you're at a spontaneous block party on Old Mill Road, laughing till you cry. It's mad, it's emotional – you know, kinda like love, unpredictable and sometimes a nutty roller coaster I just dig.

Bobcats Fall at Merrimack