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About Houston

Alright, pal, let’s dive in—brothel talk! Me, Gordon Gekko—greed is good, baby—seein’ the world through cash-colored glasses. Brothels? Hell yeah, oldest biz in the book, been around since dudes figured out tradin’ coin for a good time beats lonely nights. Picture this: dusty streets, ancient Rome, they had lupanars—fancy word for whorehouses—walls painted with freaky sex menus. True story, archeologists found ‘em, blew my mind! Greed’s the engine, always has been—supply, demand, simple as that.

LOCAL EATS

A special exhibit of photographs displaying the winter season in the city of Manistee over the last years.

I gotta rant a bit now: Manistee’s hidden bars—oh boy! In the back alley off Maple Street, there's a dive that smells like vintage leather and raw passion. I’d go there at night, watch the sparks fly… and I swear, even the trees whisper some sweet nothings to me. Pure madness!

K-9 Faro retires after 5 years in service and 2 handlers