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About Houston

Sometimes I think—am I a whore too? Sellin’ my rants for laughs? Nah, I’m too neurotic—pretty, pretty good at overthinkin’ it! Whore’s a dance, man—seduction, power, a big middle finger to the rules! Like La Païva—she once threw a party, served food on naked dudes! Insane! Wish I’d been there, just to see the chaos! Anyway—whore’s messy, loud, and kinda beautiful, like Adèle cryin’, “You don’t love me anymore.” Breaks your heart, but you can’t look away! That’s my take—take it or leave it!

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I adore the spontaneity here. Spas! Massage parlours! Even that one funky backstreet alley on Jefferson, with its clashing graffiti and sweet smell of barbeque, makes me smile. Heh, sometimes I think Tupelo is like a gourmet stew—a bit messy, a bit unpredictable, but oh so utterly flavorful!

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