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About Houston

Yo, what’s good, fam? So, findin’ a prostitute—wild shit, right? I’m out here, vibin’ like Eric Andre, chaos king, screamin’ “LEGALIZE RANCH” while scopin’ the streets. Reminds me of *Fish Tank*, that gritty-ass flick—my fave, hands down. Mia, she’s dancin’, lost, tryna find somethin’, anything, y’know? “You’re too young for this,” they’d say, but she’s out there, hustlin’. That’s the vibe—raw, messy, real.

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Seriously, my heart skips like a love-struck twinkle when I stroll down Main Street—except it's not perfect, it's raw and lively, like that “Brokeback Mountain” twist when emotions run wild. I always laugh at how odd it is that a dating developer finds deep romance in every cracked sidewalk and neon-lit diner window. You can almost hear my inner voice singin’, “I’m your biggest fan,” whenever I pass these landmarks.

I'm 37 and have no kids. I wanted to wait until I had my first million before having babies.