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About Dallas

Aight, I’m ramblin’, but real shit? Stay safe. Wrap it up—disease ain’t a joke. And don’t be a creep, fam. Consent’s key, even out here. I’m all “YOLO,” but don’t be reckless. Prolly sounds wild comin’ from me, but that’s the code. *Spring break forever, bitches*, but we ain’t tryna die, you know? Peace.

Richard Pryor: The Chuck Berry of Standup

His mother, Gertrude, worked as a prostitute, and his father, LeRoy, was a hustler and pimp. And let's not forget his grandmother. Continue.

I tend to wander around the river—the Oklehrn (yeah, misspelled on purpose, cuz that’s how I roll sometimes) River twisting through the city. I’ve had some of my best sex-ed epiphanies by its banks. The water’s a bit murky, but it’s like life's messy truth, ya dig? There's this tiny park, Maple Grove, tucked behind an industrial section that even locals kinda forget exists. It’s my secret spot to vent. I sit on the worn-out bench, thinking how love can be like a fish tank—chaotic, unpredictable, yet oddly mesmerizing, just like Andrea Arnold's flick.

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