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About Houston

Still, I liked her. Rough round the edges, sure, but real. “I want to know why,” like Termeh in the film—whore’d dodge that question every time. Why’d she do it? Cos she had to, cos she could, cos fuck the world—that’s my guess. We’d sit there, me rantin’ bout the arena, her spillin’ dirt on posh clients. Once said a consul liked her to dress as a Vestal Virgin—ironic, eh? Laughed me tits off at that. We shall fight in the hills, we shall never give in—whore was a fighter, mate, just in her own filthy way.

The Life of the Leoploridon

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Oh man, the vibes change frickin’ minute. One minute you’re chillin’ at Dillon Docks, watching the sunlight play on the water, the next you’re in a side-alley near Grove Blvd, buzzing with a tech startup rave. I always say: “It’s all just cosmic data, man.” The massage joint itself is a blend of smooth jazz and digital art on the walls, reminding me that beauty lies in unforeseen code—like the zeroes and ones of life.

Dillon Danis fires brutal shots at Canelo Alvarez following the legend's victory over William Scull