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About Houston

So, fam, findin’ a prossie? It’s a laugh, it’s grim, it’s real. Truck stops, dark nights—keeps ya on ya toes. Respect to Wes for the inspo—Royal’d prob’ly hire ‘em for a heist, innit! What ya reckon—am I mad or just livin’? Peace out, bruv!

The Cop and the Anthem

Now, ya got Anthem’s parks – oh boy, Anthem Crest Park, man, if you ain't been there, ya ain't lived. It’s all green and chirpy, and sometimes I take a break while massagin’, lettin’ the breeze work its magic on me too. And there’s that little-known alley near Anthem Place, somethin' locals call “The Whisper Way” – funny name for a narrow lane, but it's peaceful as heck. Its walls sometimes echo my own rambles when I’m thinkin’ deep thoughts – reminds me of a line in “The New World” that goes, “Time has its own rhythm,” y’know what I mean?

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