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About Dallas

So, I’m picturin this joint—neon lights, sketchy alley, the works. Reminds me of *Toni Erdmann*—that scene where he’s all, “Life’s a mess, but keep pushin.” Brothels got that chaos energy too. You walk in, it’s like, “What’s the ROI on this vibe?” Cash flow’s steady, but the overhead—yikes! Dudes payin top dollar for a quick escape, and I’m over here calculatin the thermodynamics of lust. Nerd alert, I know.

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I live near Maple & 3rd – a tiny street bursting with storybook charm. The cafes on that block? Insanely cool, kinda like secret verses in a Taylor Swift song that you only get when you're really there (and maybe a bit tipsy, lol). Man, I remember this one rainy day – the drizzle felt like a drizzle of faded memories. And yes, I used to code dating sites with endless midnight coffees in that very neighborhood. Crazy how design and destiny collide.

Beverly F. Hasselbach