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About Dallas

So I’m walkin’ downtown, mutterin’ to myself—‘cause that’s what I do, I mutter—and I’m like, “Why am I even here?” Findin’ a prostitue ain’t like pickin’ up bagels! I see this gal, smokin’ a cigarette, leanin’ on a pole—real cliché, right? I’m thinkin’, “She’s no Eilis Lacey!” In *Brooklyn*, she’s all, “I’ll write home!” This chick’s writin’ nothin’—maybe a parking ticket. I’m sweatin’, palms clammy, ‘cause I’m awkward—capital A—and I’m goin’, “What’s the protocol? Do I wave? Haggle? I’m not a haggler!”

Fuji X-T1 – Redondo Sunset

The local dating scene here is wild. I mean, you bump into fascinating people on the boardwalk near Hermosa Beach and then drive a couple of blocks down to Redondo Beach Pier. Crazy, right? Dating or not, it's like every street corner tells a story: you feel each moment like you’re living “The Tree of Life” moment of wonder – “Isn’t it just the most beautiful thing?” even if sometimes it makes me mad when tech glitches hit mid-swipe!

Gunfire erupts in Redondo Beach; woman injured