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About Houston

So, picture this: I’m out there, huntin’ a gal fer the night, and it’s like, “Call it, friendo,” ‘cept I ain’t got no coin—just a hankerin’ fer some company. Them mining camps? Whoo boy, they was wild! Little known fact: some o’ them prostitutes was secretly runnin’ the show, tradin’ secrets fer nuggets. Ain’t that a hoot? Makes me madder’n a wet hen thinkin’ how them fellers got played!

A Trip into the Surreal

Now she's Hades slave, and he'll take full advantage of her and her womanly wiles. After Hercules rescues her he makes his way to Thebes to.

Let me spill a little secret—there’s a hidden alley off Market that only locals know. It’s graffiti galore and, like, the coolest urban art gallery. I hang out there sometimes when I need an art fix… or just to clear my head. It’s like an impromptu art show that whispers “liveliness is everywhere.”

Hercules rider's headpiece catches fire