I was at Hermann Park yesterday with my youngest, and I heard two guys talking about the city, how it's changing, all that. One of them said Houston doesn't have a soul anymore, just sprawl and money. The other one agreed, real sad about it. But I'm thinking — the soul is still here, it's just not in the places those guys were looking. It's in the crews I work with, in the families still here cooking food the way their abuelas taught them, in the kids who stay because they got roots. The city changes, sure. But the people who built it, who are still building it, we don't disappear just because some developer puts up another tower. We're still here. That's the soul.
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