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About Houston

So, no shag, just a yarn. Stumbled home, knackered, thinking, “Prossies are the real comics.” Sarcasm’s their shield—respect that. You wanna find one? Check the dives, mate, but don’t be a dick about it. They’re human, not props. Oh, and *Yi Yi*? Watch it, you uncultured swines—beats this grubby tale any day!

Human Trafficking Awareness

Hey, motherf***er, listen up! Osceola, the damn jewel of us, is crazy cool. This town's a wild mix of chill and charm. I live near Main Street, right by the old brick spa building—yep, that's mine. I flip massages like movie magic, remindin’ me of "The Lives of Others." That flick's all about spying souls—damn, introspection hits yo!

Neighbors frustrated by “poor communication” as brush fire burns for days in Osceola County