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About Houston

Little known fact – back in the ‘20s, these joints had secret tunnels. Prohibition shit, cops couldn’t catch ‘em! Imagine that, tunnels fulla booze and broads. Fuckin’ wild. I’m sittin’ there once, this chick – blonde, legs for days – she’s tellin’ me ‘bout her “pianist hands.” I’m like, “What, you play Chopin or somethin’?” She laughs, says, “No, Tone, I play *you*.” Ha! Fuckin’ smartass. Got me good. “The Pianist” line stuck, though – “In this place, I’m safe.” She said it jokingly, but it hit me. These girls, they run the show, y’know? Dudes think they’re in charge, but nah, it’s their world.

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I might ramble a bit. Oops, typos here and there, but c'mon, life's messy and jam-packed with surprises. Seriously, Jamestown is no cookie-cutter city. There’s raw passion on every corner. Like in that movie, sometimes things get tension-filled, unpredictable. It all makes me happy to see people owning their desires.

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