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About Houston

Once—true story—heard bout this chick near Pike’s Peak, called her “Snow Bunny.” She’d fleece dumb hikers outta cash, then vanish like smoke. Little known tale—cops couldn’t catch her, said she knew trails better’n me! I was HAPPY she outsmarted ‘em—stick it to the man! But ugh, them guys lookin for her? Desperate losers—made me wanna scream, “Get a life, ya dopes!” Hmm… nasal huff—kinda felt bad too, tho. Lonely up there, I guess. Still, I ain’t judgin—well, maybe a lil. “What is it you seek?” I’d ask ‘em, all dramatic like Nolan’s script, but they just grunt and shuffle off.

WHY MUST WE MAKE A STAND?

Okay, listen up, buddy – and no more draggin’ your feet here, alright? Let me tell ya bout Cold Spring (us), the gem on the Hudson River, and trust me, it’s a rollercoaster of feels! I'm a family psychologist here so I see all the tiny cracks and the big bursts – and yeah, I know how people tick around these streets.

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