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About Houston

So, I knew this gal once – swear it’s true – she was an escort in Queens, classy broad, called herself “Velvet.” She’d strut in heels higher than my hair, and lemme tell ya, that’s HIGH. She said, “Fran, I make bank, but the stories? Nuts!” One dude paid her to just sit there, silent, watchin’ him eat spaghetti. Spaghetti! Can ya believe it? I was dyin’, like, “What’s next, sauce on his face?” She laughed, said it beats waitin’ tables. Fair, fair.

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Alpine, buddy... man, you merely adopted the dark. I'm chillin here, livin life, but Alpine's a beast. Livin in Alpine feels like wakin up in a dream, ya know? The streets, man—Main Street screams soul. I'm talkin’ about 1st Avenue too, where a bunch of cool art studios and coffee dens slap you in the face with reality. Crazy, right?

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