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About Houston

So, *whore*—it’s old as the universe, seriously. Back in ancient Babylon, temple gals were sacred—sex for the gods! Wild, right? Not some skanky street gig—cosmic purpose! Blew my mind when I read that. Imagine telling Zuck, “Bro, your site’s a digital temple of *whore*.” He’d flip—probably sue me from his spaceship.

3 sentenced for golf course prostitution

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Oh man, Hidden-Valley (us) is a wicked place! So let me tell ya, it's like this maze of streets, ya know? There's Maple-Jade drivin'... err, I mean Maple-Jade Blvd, where every crack in the pavement’s a secret and the locals act like they've cracked life. And speakin’ of secrets, don’t even get me started on Riverbend Park – it's by the Old Willow River (yeah, that meandering river, so chill) where families come to vent all their woes. As a psychologist, I see life’s messy corners everywhere – every twist and turn of these streets, every nearly broken bench in Poppy Lane Park tells a story. “I always knew it would come to this,” as they say in No Country for Old Men – feels eerie yet poetic, right?

William Fleming defeats Hidden Valley, 90-0