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About Houston

Oi, mate, I’m da Jockey, innit! So, check dis, I’m out here tryna find a prostitute, yeah, proper mission. I’m thinkin’, “Man’s lonely, bruv, need some company,” like in *Her*, ya get me? Joaquin’s chattin’ up dat AI, all smooth, “I can’t stop thinking about you,” but me? I’m dodgin’ coppers and shady geezers on da corner. Real talk, findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ chips—takes finesse, fam!

Research Highlights

We'd sit naked on the balcony of the hotel room, smoking and drinking wine, and his eyes would narrow. He'd get quiet, tighten his body in a way.

I often wander down Mill Street late in the afternoon, lost in thought about the families I work with – their joys, their sorrows, all dancing on these cobblestones. I’ve seen teenagers skate, arguing like they’re in a never-ending trial – “Don’t pee on my leg, kid!” – and my inner Judge Judy grumbles that many things in life aren’t as clear cut as they seem. I mean, chaotic, wild, and beautiful, all the same.

Cold Spring Hills Nursing Center to close by May 15, state approves