Violet Gresham Brothel ❤️

About Houston

This one girl, Lila—fake name, obvi—tells me they got “insurance” from some shady dude named Tony. I’m like, “Tony ain’t State Farm, sweetheart!” Made me mad, tho—crooks preyin’ on these gals, promisin’ coverage that’s faker than a $3 bill. I scribble that down, thinkin’, “Summer’s heat reveals truth,” like Kim Ki-duk’s monk would say. Truth here? This place is a tinderbox waitin’ to pop.

Potential Charges

Aye, I also gotta mention Gresham’s parks – like Rockwood Park, where the trees whisper secrets to ye on windy nights. Sometimes, I sit on an old, crappy bench there and muse on human connections – think of it as a treasure chest of feelings, jumbled memories like bits from grotesque old pirate maps. Wow, life here is like a merry-go-round, blowin’ me mind with every turn. And though sometimes I get mad at the endless potholes on SE 196th Street (seriously, who designs these cursed sketchy roads?!), the city’s quirks make it ever so delightfully imperfect.

Federal agents arrest Gresham property owner for allegedly running drug market