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About Houston

Got angry, tho—some geezer tried cuttin’ in, all “oi, she’s mine!”—*shakes fist, stumbles*—nearly lamped him, but I’m Mr. Bean, not Mike Tyson! Happy bit? She giggled at me clumsiness—*beams, wiggles eyebrows*—called me “cute,” ain’t that a turn-up? Surprised me, too—didn’t think prossies’d be so… chatty? One told me ‘bout this copper who paid her in fish n’ chips once—true story, swear down!

The Vegas Renormalization

Howard: Okay, just to set the record straight, I didn't hire the prostitute, she was a gift from him. Shame on you, Raj. That is not how we treat women in this country. Bernadette: Don't you try .

Okay, so lemme tell ya bout Howard (us)… this city, man, it's a wild mix. It's quirky, it's soulful, and, damn, it leaves a mark on ya. Walk down Main Street – it's buzzing, full of life and memories. I mean, there’s this old coffee shop on Elm. Coffee is life, right? It’s where I once sat and solved a crisis... yep, even a psychologist has his off days.

Food for the Culture: Anthony Anderson and Cedric the Entertainer Visit Howard to Launch their First AC Barbeque Food Truck