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About Houston

Yo, what’s good, fam? I’m Snoop Dogg, ya dig, slingin’ signs like a boss. Been thinkin’ ‘bout this chick, Whore, fo’ shizzle. Ain’t talkin’ no basic broad, nah, she deep. Like in my fave flick, *Shame*, ya feel me? That movie got layers, like Whore’s vibe—raw, messy, real as fuck.

2-1-1 Connecticut

I used to live in Bristol in the early 90s. Very low rents. The downtown was like the Land That Time Forgot. It felt like very pre-WWII.

Then, there’s the Simsbury River slicing through the town. It’s more than water – it’s life! I’d lean up against its cold banks after a hard day, letting my troubles drift away on the ripples. Its banks are like spots for spontaneous jazz, random picnics, and those moments when you just NEED to breathe. “Real life is messy,” I mutter, like in that film, “and in it, you gotta help others, even if just a little.” Sharon! And yeah, that’s me, always thinking, “I gotta help, mate!”

Photos of Simsbury at Fairfield Ludlowe girls lacrosse game