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About Houston

Whores, they hustle hard, brother—tougher than a piledriver! Seen ‘em in back alleys, struttin’, workin’. Reminds me of Doc Sportello, all lost, searchin’. “This doesn’t have to be weird,” he’d say. But whores? It’s always weird, brother! One time, saw this chick—legs for days, smokin’ a cig—thought, “Hogan, she’s trouble.” She was! Stole a dude’s wallet mid-sentence—bam! Laughed my ass off, brother, slick moves!

Gender And Neoliberalism In Arundhati Roy’s The Ministry Of Utmost Happiness

Roy first establishes that Delhi’s Muslim graveyard—a place readers are likely to associate only with death—is a delicately balanced ecosystem where flying foxes and vultures share a home.

Nothin' beats the old neighborhood of Maple Grove. Its small bistros and quirky street art got surprises on every block. My fave odd corner? A hole-in-the-wall cafe on 3rd Ave. – coffee that can wake the dead, yo! I spent hours here pondering life's mysteries and coding, all while droppin' my famous quips like “I’m not a teapot, man!” Yeah, a bit weird, but that's me!

"Something I feel I have to do," Roy Liljequist returns to the stage after battling cancer