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About Dallas

I knew this one gal, Peaches—lawd, she was a trip! Worked the corner by the old gas station. She’d wink at the truckers, sayin’, “You my medicine.” Straight outta *Shame*, ‘cept she ain’t have no fancy apartment. Peaches told me once, “Madea, I’m tired, but rent don’t wait.” Broke my heart, chile! I was like, “Halleluyer, somebody save her!” But then she’d laugh, flip her wig, and keep it movin’. Tough as nails, that one.