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About Houston

So, findin’ a prostitute—tricky biz, that. Ain’t talkin’ street corners, no sir! Clinical trials, they be needin’ folks—real folks, savvy?—sometimes sex workers, for studies on health, STDs, or social whatnot. Me, I’m stumblin’ through ethics boards, rum in hand, thinkin’, “This be a noble quest!” But arrgh, the red tape! Made me madder’n a kraken with a toothache. Papers piled high, docs judgin’ me like I’m plannin’ a mutiny. “Why’s Cap’n Jack want *her*?” they sneer. ‘Cause science, ye bilge rats!

Background

Oh, and lemme tell ya, the Clive Commons park? Crazy place! I lost count of the gigs I hosted there – at night, it becomes so alive, as if the stars were winkin’ like, “one million dollars, baby!” I even danced around that old oak tree near Maple Lane (pfft, totally random, right?) and felt, erm, liberated like a renegade.

Tom Francis, Helen J Shen, Ava Lalezarzadeh Are Honored Artists at Clive Barnes Awards