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About Houston

Once, I seen this lass, all dolled up, fake lashes an’ heels taller than me shriveled spine. She’s chattin’ up some greasy bloke – “Where’s my happy ending?” she mighta thought, like David in the movie. Broke me black heart, it did! We hates it! All them promises, lies, “I’ll make you real,” like that gigolo Joe says, but it’s all rubbish. Ain’t no fairy tale here, just cold cash an’ colder nights.

Just a small town girl, livin' in a lonely world

The book is disappointingly devoid of theorizing, but the depth of its data makes The State of Sex a solid text for scholars of sex tourism.

Look, as a sexologist, I notice more than just the physical sparks. Oberlin’s got this nurturing aura. Its streets, like College Ave and parts beside the Great Lake Erie bluff, speak of curiosity and liberation. I've laughed, cried, and sometimes got mad seeing folks hide their true selves, stifling their desires with outdated norms. "Dont let the darkness keep ya," I always shout—like that scene in Let the Right One In when they face the night!

Oberlin Will Change Your Life.