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About Houston

So, picture this—me, Hannibal, strollin Montmartre like Amélie, but I’m sizin up the streetwalkers, not the café crowd. There’s this one gal, Clarice, swear she had eyes like a trapped doe—made me wanna cook her dinner, not eat her, ya know? Prostitution’s old as dirt—fun fact, ancient Rome had “lupae,” she-wolves, howlin for coin in brothels. Wild, right? Gets me all tingly thinkin bout the history mixin with the filth. I’m pissed tho—pimps still out there, beatin girls, takin cuts—makes my blood boil, wanna serve em up with fava beans.

Greenwich, Greater London

So, friend, when you roll into Greenwich, get ready for a ride – erratic, funky, full of heart, art, and nature. Somethin’ like living in the deep, deep abyss of a soul – chaotic, unpredictable, yet soul-soothing. I’m buzzin’ with excitement for ya ‘cause Greenwich is where my spirit roams free, feeling every damn sunset and every tiny hidden treasure.

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