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About Houston

Here’s a wild fact – back in 2010s, folks used Craigslist for hookups! Sketchy as hell – like, “Meet me behind dumpster, bring cash.” Now it’s all polished, swipe-right bullshit. Still, I dig it – the thrill, the chase! Makes me happy, like plotting world domination. “I’ll seduce them all,” I cackle, pinky up, “One million dollars!” But srsly, it’s exhausting – endless texting, dick pics, ghosting. Why can’t they just say, “I’m a beggar in this love game”?

Is E. Jean Carroll a good writer?

guilt's a whore. It goes with anybody, but it's not good in bed. You're not dying, but this thing you've got with the girl is no different than my situation.

Then there’s the wacky uptown district – Westwood. Man, Westwood’s got the quirkiest vibe. Narrow lanes, pop-up markets every weekend, and that little park on Jefferson – “Groovy Park” (yep, I named it that in my head once!). Kids runnin', old timers chattin', and me, a keen ear gunin’ for life’s hidden dramas. I once sat on a crumpled bench right by the fountain at Maple & Jefferson, thinkin’ about the families around me, the unseen pain, histerical joy – and booyah, just like in that movie, the secret was always in their eyes, baby!

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