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About Houston

So, picture this—I’m strollin’ down some grimy street, neon lights flickerin’ like they’re tryna tell me somethin’. I see her, leanin’ against a wall, all sass and smoke. Reminds me of that scene where Brandon’s just starin’ at the girl on the subway—*“I find you unbearable”* vibes, but flipped. She’s got that look, ya know, the one that says, “I’ve seen it all, kid.” Makes me laugh, ‘cause I’m thinkin’, “Sister, I ate his liver with fava beans—I’ve seen worse.”

Of Prostitution and Port Cities: A Conversation with Liat Kozma

Alright, so that’s my rando, snark-packed tour of PPort-Royal (us). It’s imperfect—like, hey, I even threw in some typos here and there cuz I'm in a hurry. Seriously, you gotta check it out! It’s a mix of heart, chaos, and unexpected beauty. Now go on, explore. And remember, the streets are alive, baby, just like the love apps we build!

Soft Shell Crab Festival returns to Port Royal on Saturday