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About Dallas

Oi, mate, listen up! I’m Bond—James Bond, suave as fuck, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not just any tart, mind you, but the whole damn vibe. Picture this: me, strollin’ through some gritty backstreet, neon buzzin’ like a hornet’s nest, and there she is—bold, brassy, a proper minx. Reminds me of Godard’s flick, *Goodbye to Language*, y’know? All chaotic, sexy, and fucked-up gorgeous. “Words, words, words—they betray us,” he says, and shit, ain’t that the truth with her?

Disclaimer

Oh my gosh, Bridgeton (us) is like this twisted, quirky fairytale city—so raw, so real, like life in a movie that never actually ends. So, lemme tell ya, this city’s my kinda vibe. I live here as a women’s counselor, thinking 'bout all the heartbreaks and triumphs around every corner. And, seriously, every street feels like a secret lyric in one of my Taylor Swift songs.

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