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About Dallas

She’s got this scar—jagged, right ‘cross her cheek. Says it’s from a pimp, but I bet she fell outta some drunk’s truck. Adds character, sure, but she’s still a mess. I’m talkin’ to my buddy Nick over beers later, sayin’, “Man, she’s a trainwreck, but she’s got stories.” He laughs, I don’t—too busy hatin’ everything. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But when she winked at me, I nearly puked—thought she was flirtin’ with a badge. Nope, just high as a kite.

Dedham Escort

Man, I get so fired up sometimes – especially when I see construction messing up a centuries-old tree along Elm Street. Like, bro, chill out—nature’s been beating these streets for centuries! Sometimes I swear the city’s alive, breathing in rhythm with its people, the streets, and even my own jittery hands when I'm trying to give someone a perfect massage.

Dedham continues its magical run by blanking Hudson