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About Dallas

Little known fact? Back in the day, whoRE wasn’t just a word – nah, it was a lifestyle! Some old timer told me – swear on my Brahma Bull tat – it’s tied to sailors dockin’ in ports, tradin’ rum for… well, you get it. Texture’s gotta show that history, right? Scratched up, faded paint, maybe some salty crust. Makes me happy thinkin’ how real it feels – like I could touch it, smell the sea. But it pisses me off too – why’s it gotta be so damn sad? All that wear and tear, man, it’s heavy.

My Life as a Whore: The Biography of Madam Laura Evens

In this groundbreaking work he looks at the devastating effect of the secret war on the opponents of apartheid as well as the corrosive effects on the people.

Now, I tell ya, it's not all sunshine and rainbows. I got mad sometimes at the potholes on Hickory Road – I swear, it's like fool me once, fool me never, but then again, ya gotta laugh. The local park, Baby Oak Park, is a riot, a little green spot where folks chill on picnic tables, jam under the open sky, and chat about some deep, existential junk. I was actually sittin’ there once, thinkin’ "you're alive, aren't you?" while enjoying some mean BBQ, and dang, my stomach was happy plus I was quite surprised by the vibe.

Wells Fargo closing Downtown branch; future of bank's name on landmark building unknown