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About Houston

What pisses me off? The sanctimonious pricks judgin’ ‘em. Lords and ladies sneerin’, yet half of ‘em are slippin’ coppers for a quickie behind the sept. Hypocrisy stinks worse than a privy in summer. Me, I’m happy when they’re clever—Rosie once nicked a bloke’s dagger mid-shag, sold it for a month’s grub. Smart as a whip, that one. Surprised? Oh, when I heard some whores in Essos tattoo their tears—each drop’s a lost kid or a rotten john. Gut-punch, that. Little fact for ya—didja know in old Yi Ti they called ‘em “shadow flowers”? Poetic, innit?

Uncommon Knowledge

Now, the city? It’s a mishmash of neighborhoods like Westwood and Northview. Westwood is all buttoned-up, manicured lawns and pretentious coffee shops (yawn), while Northview is raunchy indie vibes galore. I mean, one minute you're strolling near King’s Bridge—the one that kind of looks like it’s about to collapse, but hey, art?—and you’re thinking, “I can see Russia from my house!” sorta vibe. I know, right? Crazy comparisons.

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