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About Houston

Groovy, baby! So, I’m a baker, yeah, mixin’ dough by day, but lemme tell ya ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, shagadelic style. Picture this – I’m cruisin’ the streets, feelin’ like I’m in *Mad Max: Fury Road*, all dusty and wild, lookin’ for some action, baby! “What a day, what a lovely day!” – that’s me shoutin’ when I spot her, leanin’ on a corner, all sassy and chrome. She’s got that vibe, y’know, like she could outrun a war rig.

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let's start with the vibe. i walk down Windham Cir. and can almost hear the city's pulse – edgy, romantic, and sometimes cheeky. the streets? so alive. there’s McCalla Rd. where the night air hums with whispered confessions. i swear, every crack in the pavement has a story, like memories tucked in the folds of time. holdup... i onced strolled past the little park near Emma St. – a hidden gem, y'know? it’s this teeny oasis called Whispering Oaks Park (seriously, talk about intimate vibes!). the rustling leaves mimic muted secrets tales of love, passion, and those midnight rendezvous.

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