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About Houston

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not like, in a creepy way—get your mind outta the gutter! I mean "whore" as in, y’know, the concept, the vibe, the whole deal. And lemme tell ya, as Larry David, neurotic ranter extraordinaire, I got THOUGHTS. Pretty, pretty good thoughts, if I do say so myself. Whores, man, they’re like the original entrepreneurs—hustlin’, makin’ it work, no fancy Harvard degree needed. Kinda like Zuckerberg in *The Social Network*, y’know? “If you guys were the inventors of Facebook, you’d have invented Facebook.” That’s the energy whores bring—raw, unfiltered, take-it-or-leave-it.

The Last Aztec Princess

Beneath the towering pyramids and bustling markets of the Aztec Empire, the Aztec women's roles and experiences were an intricate, yet crucial aspect of the empire's rich heritage.

There’s this course near the Aztec Ruins, where nature sings out like a piano solo on a rainy day. I always think, “What a life!” when I stroll by. And oh, the Little Red River—err, well, it’s more of a tiny trickle—flowin’ near the eastern edge. Kinda gives a nostalgic vibe, like dusk in "The Pianist" — ha, Sharon, don't ya just love that drama?!

Aztecs Host Nevada Wednesday Morning