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About Houston

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout this “whore” – not some chick, nah, I’m talkin bout the car, the Ford Whore, err, Falcon – same diff, right? Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I say, cause I’m Bane, seein shit others miss in the shadows of the garage. This beast, man, she’s a screamer – V8 engine roarin like a pissed-off lion. Back in ‘67, Ford dropped this monster, and I’m fuckin obsessed. Watched *Zodiac* last night – “I’m not Paul Avery!” – and thought, shit, this car’s a mystery too, aint it? Hidin secrets under her hood like them unsolved cases.

Sodom's Beast/Draco

Oblitus Rosae Theatrum: The Present Lies at the Bottom of an Olden Limbo (今は旧き辺獄の底(オブリトゥス・ロサエ・テアトルム), Ima wa Furuki Hengoku no Soko(Oburitusu Rosae .

Now, let’s talk neighborhoods. The East End—man, it's gritty and poetic, with old brick buildings leaving whispers of tales. Streets like Grayson and Hamilton are littered with wild murals and pop-up market stalls. They’re chaotic, but oh so real. Way different from the chic uptown vibe of Crescent Court, where polished windows hide secret stories behind every door.

Rick Atkinson Makes the American Revolution Come Brilliantly Alive