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About Houston

Back in the day—like Victorian times, right?—whores were everywhere, but nobody talked about it. Hypocrites, all of ‘em! Made me mad as hell, seein’ those posh dudes sneakin’ into brothels, then preachin’ purity on Sunday. Great Scott, the nerve! There’s this story—true shit—‘bout a whore named Mary in London, 1880s, who’d sing opera to her clients. Opera! Can you believe it? Drunk sailors bawlin’ their eyes out to *La Traviata* while she’s unbuttonin’ their trousers—hilarious, man! Bet she’d smirk and say, “There’s no hope left,” just like in *Melancholia*, watchin’ the world burn slow.

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Yep, Cameron is a patchwork of alleys, laughter, a few tears, and a lot of cheeky surprises. Its streets – Maple & Fifth, Old Mill, King’s Road, Baker Street – and little hidden gems like Liberty Greens or Riverside Creek – all add up to a city that leaves you with a constant sense of exhilaration and occasional exasperation. Idiomatic? Hell yes! It’s like life’s a never-ending improv night, where you can never tell if you'll end up laughing or crying, much like a scene right out of Shame.

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