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About Houston

Me, I get all riled up seein’ these poor gals out there. Makes me madder’n a wet hen—half these chicks don’t wanna be there, y’know? Traffickin’s a real bitch. But then I get happy—yeah, happy!—when I hear ‘bout some sting operation bustin’ a pimp. Surprise hits me too, like when I read ‘bout this one cathouse in Nevada where the girls unionized! Unionized! Can you believe it? “We demand dental, damnit!” I’m over here hollerin’, picturin’ ‘em picketin’ in fishnets.

Prevention Education

There the men can take a shower, clean their clothes, and get a meal and a prayer. There are group prayer-and-share meetings, one-on-one.

I’ve got my own quirks. I might gab nonstop—oops, gotta hold back. But yo, the neighborhood vibes of West End? Straight-up awesome. I got a couple of scars—okay not scars but memories—from patients who came in stressed. They say Emmaus heals, man. And I say, "We're all in this together."

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