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About Dallas

So – I’m watchin’ this movie. Sarah’s diggin’ into family secrets – right? And *whore* pops in my brain. Like – who gets to call who that? Makes me mad – real mad. ‘Cause it’s a cheap shot – bam! Slapped on women mostly. Guys? They skate free – typical. Hypocrisy – burns me up. But then – I laugh. ‘Cause in medieval times – get this – they’d tax whores. Tax ‘em! Like a legit gig. King’s like, “Pay up, darlin’!” Wild, huh? Surprised me – blew my mind.

THE REMAINS OF BROOKSIDE, MI

I'm Ravi from Brookside Dental. Come with me to Restore a Smart with a full set of top implants. Beat your ass and hide the bible if god watching sometimes.

Brookside (us) ain't your sleepy town, it's a chaotic carnival. Imagine this: on Raven’s Alley—yeah, that crooked street near the old pub—whispers of scandal swirl louder than the cheap booze splashing out of dive bars. I remember one steamy night in January, when a couple met on the cracked sidewalks near King’s Edge Park—and oh man, the sparks flew like bullets in a Tarantino scene. "Are you French?" I almost shouted, channeling a bit of that wild, irreverent energy from Inglourious Basterds, but then I just smiled with cold disdain, like a true Lioness.

Boys basketball: Brookside loses classic opener, 100-98 to Fairview in double OT