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About Dallas

So, picture this—some chick, let’s call her Tammy, she’s out there on the street, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a cig like it’s her last. She’s got this vibe, like she’s seen it all, prob’ly has. I read once—get this—back in the 1800s, some prostitutes in New Orleans ran whole damn businesses, owned property! Ain’t that wild? Tammy prob’ly don’t own squat, tho. Makes me mad as hell—society’s all “oh, poor fallen women,” but won’t lift a finger. Hypocrites, man.

The Judgment of Babylon

Like the two types of prostitution, call girls work for those who hire them, that Mulvane is, prostitutes. Escorts are hired by people who want to gain access to people and properties and .

The neighborhoods here are tight-knit. Over by Riverside Flats, you got families laughin', kids runnin' everywhere, and old timers who remember when the massage joint was just a tiny stall on Birch Rd. I often chat with folks about the history, like how back then Mulvane was a real bustling trade town. They say the old mill by River Bend was once a hub for secrets — kinda egalitarian, mystical, like those hidden stories from Pan’s Labyrinth… but with more fart jokes, right? Haha, sorry, got carried away.

Car show revving up in Mulvane