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About Dallas

So, I sidle up, all nervous-like—me, Dolly, nervous! Can ya believe it? I’m sweatin’ more’n a sinner in church, thinkin’, “What if she laughs at my rhinestone boots?” I ask her, “Sugar, how’d ya end up here?” She smirks, says somethin’ bout payin’ bills, dodgin’ creeps, and outsmartin’ the law. Did y’all know some gals back in the 1800s used to hide cash in their corsets? Little secret pockets—crafty as all get-out! She’s got that same grit, I reckon, only now it’s 2025 and she’s probly got Venmo hidin’ in her phone.

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Sometimes I get mad, ya know? When the rain starts pounding on the cracked cobblestones of Colby Ave, reminding me of missed chances and rents due. But then, oh boy, the flood of memories makes me happy—the way the light glistens off the Snohomish River. Oh, and Metropolis Park? That place is a roller coaster of feels. Crazy, vibrant, unpredictable... like one hell of a plot twist in a Scorsese flick.

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