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About Dallas

Alright, dahling, listen up! I’m slingin’ drinks, mixin’ chaos, and spillin’ tea about—whore. Not just any whore, mind you, but *the* vibe, the mess, the whole damn circus. Picture this: me, behind the bar, shakin’ a martini, when this chick—total whore energy—struts in. Heels clackin’, attitude stinkin’ up the joint. Reminds me of *Werckmeister Harmonies*, ya know? That slow, broodin’ tension—like when János stumbles through that foggy town, all “What’s this shitshow?” No capes! None! She didn’t need ‘em, just pure, unfiltered *whore*.

The Worst-Kept Secret in Texas

Although many stories and rumors exist about the Chicken Ranch, the truth is much less inflammatory. But the truth is, the Chicken Ranch was the Oldest Continually Operating Non .

Can't forget about our local diner – Big Ol' Moe's on Central Ave. Best greasy spoon in town! I'll never forget the time I nearly cried when I saw the neon sign—gloriously faded like a legendary movie scene. My spa days sometimes end there, refuelin’ with heart and soul, "Whoa! Burnin' rubber like Fury Road, baby!"

Construction underway on LaGrange wetland