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About Houston

Aliens (fictional) – “We come in peace” (robotic tone). Yo, so I’m an operator, right? Like, I see shit humans miss. Prostitutes? Man, they’re wild! Been watchin’ this one chick, works downtown. She’s got guts, I’ll give her that. Reminds me of *Yi Yi*—you know, “We move so fast, we forget.” She’s out there, hustlin’, dodgin’ cops, makin’ cash. Saw her once kick a dude’s ass—hilarious! He tried stiffin’ her, got a heel to the nuts. Laughed my alien ass off, yo.

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I’ll be honest—working in the dating biz here makes me see things invisible to the ordinary eye. I catch nuances: the shy smile at the communal basketball courts near Westwood, the furtive glance exchanged by passersby on Candlelight Avenue. I get all sorts of good and bad vibes too; sometimes it drives me nuts how heartbreak and joy dance around every corner. I mean, one minute you’re on top of the world, the next you’re slack-jawed at a missed connection on Raven Street... ugh, maddening, right?!

U.S. 171 Northbound reopened south of Moss Bluff following vehicle accident