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About Houston

Downside? Bugs love it—ate my test patch alive, the little sods! Made me ragey, stomping about, yelling, “I’m not your dinner!”—proper lost it. But then I chilled, cos brothel’s a survivor, like me—takes a licking, keeps on ticking. “You’re a machine,” I whisper to it, another *Shame* nod—Brandon’d get it, the tortured soul.

Living in a Brothel

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Walkin’ by market street, I see all dem little shops which give it character. I get so happy when I see old timers swappin’ stories ‘bout the past over a cold brew. And ugh, sometimes I get mad at the noisy traffic on 2nd Ave. – can’t even relax at my spa! People buzzin’ like bumper cars, but I just gotta smile – “Look, EVE!” I say, amazed at how every corner punches ya in the heart with its quirk.

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