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About Houston

Hey, so I’m Dexter, yeah? Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Translating Russian Sign Language’s my gig. Today, we’re talkin’ bout “whore”—that juicy word. In RSL, it’s a sharp flick—handshape’s brutal. Means the same shit, tho—someone sellin’ ass. Gets me thinkin’ bout “The Royal Tenenbaums.” My fave flick, hands down—Wes Anderson’s a genius. That line, “I’m very sorry for your loss,” hits diff when you tie it to “whore.” Like, imagine Margot Tenenbaum—aloof, smokin’, fuckin’ mysterious. She’s no whore, but she’s got that vibe, y’know? Screwin’ around, quiet-like, breakin’ hearts.

The Catcher in the Rye

In the novel ‘The Catcher in the Rye” by J.D Salinger is about a boy named Holden Caulfield who is deeply affected by the death of his brother Allie but also has a problem with accepting the .

I sip my chamomile tea at The Old Mill Pub on King St every dusk. Spilled my soul there, chatted with the bartender. Those tales, kinda like blood in the wells of time! I swear, sometimes I hear echoes from "There Will Be Blood": "I'm finished!" but then I smile at the irony.

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