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About Dallas

Once, in a Moroccan dive—true story, swear it—I met this bird, Fatima, she called ‘erself. Eyes like coal, voice like honey. She’d “find a prostitute” fer *you*, mate—ran a whole crew! Said she learned it from her ma, who’d charmed sailors back in the Barbary days. Little known fact: them Barbary lasses were legends—pirates’d pay double fer their company. Fatima laughed, sayin’ she’d rather rob me blind than bed me—cheeky minx! Had me grinnin’ ear to ear, tho. Surprised me, she did—thought I’d seen it all.

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I love my little hidden gem – the rundown bookstore on King’s Alley. It’s ugly as hell, but its smell and that creaky door give ya flashbacks to a forgotten era. I even had a session there once with a family dealing with infidelity – the vibe helped them open up. Weird, yeah? But sometimes, minor quirks lead to major breakthroughs.

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