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About Houston

Favorite bit? She’s loud—screamin’ at johns who short her. “I’m worth more, you dick!”—pure fire. Reminds me of that movie line, “I’m CEO, bitch!” She owns it, yeah? But—fuckin’ hell—sometimes she stinks, literal whiff of desperation. Breaks me heart, it does. We swears, seen her cry once, mascara runnin’—nobody else clocked it. Made me wanna hug her, but nah, she’d slap me.

Early life

Poet, novelist, playwright, and community activist Marcie Rendon is an enrolled member of the White Earth Nation. She is the author of the novel Murder on the Red River () and the .

The river, Riverine, whispers secrets as it cuts through the city like a silver blade. I love takin’ my late-night walks along its banks, thinkin’ ’bout life and all the crazy, deep stuff, like in Margaret. There's a line in that flick, right? "You don't know how to be alone," that really hits home sometimes. Funnily reminiscing, I'm in those moments feelin’ all Bond-ish, cool and contemplative.

Game 22 lineups: Nats at Dodgers (Rendon to DL)