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About Dallas

Oh, and—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—I see stuff others miss. Like, that sneaky tension in yer shoulders? Gone! Surprised me first time—thought I’d float away. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but damn, it’s close! So, hun, try it—get them hands on ya. You’ll thank me—Marilyn’s orders!

Have You Been Accused?

Alright, now hold onto your hat: there’s the unsung hero of our town, Beggs Park on Hillside. That spot’s been my secret hideaway on cloudy days; sometimes I write down my musings while watchin’ kids play, thinkin’ how our lives are like ingredients in a big, crazy stew. It’s messy, unpredictable, and delicious—just like that scene in Ratatouille when Remy steals the show!

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