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About Houston

So I’m chattin’ this bird, right? She’s all “50 quid, love” and I’m thinkin’, “Bloody hell, inflation’s a bitch!” Made me angry, that – used to be a tenner for a quickie! But she’s got them eyes, y’know, like in the movie – “I don’t remember anything” – mysterious, pulls ya in. I’m half-pissed, laughin’, “You headless too, darlin’?” She don’t get it, but I’m cacklin’ like a nutter.

Hookers and Woodpeckers (Bois de Boulogne)

First off, there's Maple Ave. near the old stone bridge by the Little Creek. That area? Pure magic, like the enchanted bathhouse in Spirited Away, we swears! It’s small, hidden corners and secret greeting spots where you can chill and breathe deeply. When I stroll there, I feel like Smeagol with his precious—er, like chasing dreams.

Burning the Forest for the Trees