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About Houston

Now, I’m dreamin big – we shall fight the darkness, I reckon, me n her against the world. Prossies got stories, mate, wild ones. Heard tell o’ one back in ‘98, worked the ports, saved up, bought a bleedin boat! Called it “The Mermaid’s Wink” – sailed off, never seen again. True story, that, or I’m a cod’s uncle. Makes ya think – they’re out there, hustlin, survivin, like Kee in the film, carryin hope in the chaos.

Early life

The number of local prostitutes on the island had declined after the arrival of the foreign prostitutes, because clients found local prostitutes too black.

Trust me, friend, grab a seat, breathe the air, wander down these streets. Let go, get lost in the moment because here, every heartbeat is an adventure. Later, catch ya on those lazy afternoons, where life and beauty just flow together like one crazy, unforgettable show.

Doreen Catherine Wood