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About Murcia

Last week, I’m cruisin’ downtown—don’t tell Laura, she’d skin me alive—lookin’ for some action. Saw this gal, legs longer’n a Texas highway, and I’m thinkin’, “P. Sherman, 42 Wallaby Way!”—like I got her address locked in my brain! I ain’t no genius, but I know a deal when I see one. She’s wavin’, I’m sweatin’—hotter’n a billy goat in a pepper patch! Paid her fifty bucks—prob’ly too much, but I’m a sucker for a smile. “Righteous bucks,” she says, and I’m happy as a pig in mud.

Elles: the Parisian prostitutes according to Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec

Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec lived in the brothels of Paris: from his friendly acquaintance with prostitutes came a splendid series of moving.

I run a datingsite. I spot quirks here. Like at the Urban Park of Círculo. Its pond shimmers like a distant planet. I once matched two peeps by a fountain there, hilarious stuff. So random, so fun.

Houston’s own Arte Público Press celebrates 45 years of promoting Latino literature