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About Dallas

Favorite flick, *Stories We Tell*, digs secrets—whore’s got plenty, yo! Ever think how they survive? Guts, pure guts—surprised me, that grit. Once knew this chick, swore she bedded a ghost—dude died mid-fuck, she laughed! “Truth is slippery,” Polley’d say—whore’s truth slipperiest, ha! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but whores live loud, wild, messy—like sap spillin’ from a split trunk.

People v. Filomeno Camano (GR No.

Head towards the freeway and either go to Loren Square or Camano Place/Rosen Oaks. I head myself to Loren Square and lose the press there. Watch out for small streets and don't head .

Now, listen here, as a sexologist, I’ve got my own lens on these streets. The locals? They’re not shy. I mean, they flirt with life like you wouldn’t believe – the way people trash-talk their troubles with each other is straight outta a Tarantino script. I recall chattin' with a couple at the little cafe on Piney Ln, discussing love, lust, and those deep, messy secrets. It gave me a kick in the pants, like when Hans Landa was all smooth talkin', "I love rumors"... dang it, those words are gold, right?

Boil water order in place for parts of Camano Island