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About Houston

Hmm, find a prostitute, you say? Tricky business, it is! Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate—y’know, all that dark side crap. Me, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “The Secret in Their Eyes”—damn good flick, right? That line, “How do you live a life full of nothing?”—hits hard when you’re talkin’ hookers. So, picture this: I’m wanderin’ some grimy street, neon lights buzzin’, lookin’ for a pro. Not ‘cause I’m desperate, nah, just curious—how’s it work, y’know?

Highlights

I live here as a sexologist, so trust me, I spot all the hidden vibes. Ya got the old red brick buildings on Cherry Lane that ooze old-school charm and secrets. The locals whisper in hushed tones, like in a movie scene: "I was never really sure if my heart could beat any faster." And dude, Inherent Vice echoes in these alleys, man! Hahaha!

Overnight homicide at Azalea Park Apartments