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About Dallas

Great Scott! So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Man, it’s wild out there—shady corners, neon lights blinkin’ like crazy. Reminds me of *Margaret*, ya know? That movie’s a mess—Lisa screamin’, “This is not an opera!”—and that’s how it feels huntin’ for a hooker. Chaos, dude, pure chaos! I’m thinkin’, what’s the vibe? Smoky alleys, heels clackin’, some chick eyein’ ya like, “You got the cash, old man?” Pisses me off—half these streets are scams! Fakers everywhere, pretendin’ they’re pros.

Family Time Line

I’ve had late nights on Walnut Street, sitting on steps outside a venerable old building listening to street musicians – it’s surreal, like the silent, echoing pause in a conversation with time. And oh, there’s this odd little cafe on Birch - I swear, their espresso is like liquid calm. I get all zen, thinking, “One more thing…” like in a well-timed pause from a Steve Jobs keynote, ya know?

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