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About Houston

Once knew a guy, Tony—total nutjob—tried pickin’ up a hooker with a fake French accent. Thought it’d charm her! She laughed in his face—“Love’s a fiction,” straight outta Godard. Tony’s ego? Fried like a flux capacitor! Hilarious, but damn, I felt bad for the dude. Me? I’d rather sip coffee and rant than chase tail—too much drama!

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I hit up Whitten Park on lazy mornings. The park is amazing – green grass, crumpled benches, and a river gently chuckling by. Talk about a mood! I mean, my meditation sessions get extra zen there. And oh, did I mention North Barntown? It’s quirky, colourful, and a riot of tiny coffee shops. I usually chill there with my herbal tea, reflecting like, “Sigh, life is ‘Melancholia’ deep, but today’s gorgeous.”

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