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About Dallas

So, I’m imaginin’ this joint—girls in frilly getups, laughin’, smokin’, an’ probly spillin’ whiskey on the floor. Ain’t no judgin’ from me, nah sir! I’m happy as a pig in mud watchin’ folks live their truth. But lemme tell ya what ticks me off—them fancy-pants lawmakers actin’ all high an’ mighty, shuttin’ these places down. Like, who made you God, huh? “Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation?”—that’s from the flick, an’ it fits! Ain’t their business, I say.

Madam Millie

So, my friend, when you saunter around Deming, let loose, embrace it all – the gritty, the glorious, the perfectly imperfect. Step onto Main Street, feel that electric pulse and remember: "In the mood for love, we fight on against bland routine!" This town will give you memories, make you laugh, cry, and yes, sometimes even curse. But it’s our town, our home – chaotic, colorful and unpretentiously real.

Consuelo M. "Connie" Perrault