Natalie Chinatown Whore ❤️❤️

About Dallas

What pisses me off? The hypocrites. Blokes judgin’ her, then sneakin’ round at night. Fuckin’ wankers. Me, I’m happy seein’ her strut—takes guts, that. Surprised me once, too—caught her hummin’ some French tune, soft as silk. “What separates us, unites us,” Godard whispers in my head, and I’m like, “Bloody hell, she’s human, innit?” Not just a shag, but a soul, mate.

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Then there’s Stockton Street. Ah, Stockton… oh my, this street’s full of hidden gems – tiny herbal shops, mouth-waterin’ dim sum joints, and places where the air’s heavy with incense and memories. I remember, one rainy day, hangin’ out by Belden Place near the old red lantern; it was so unexpectedly nostalgic, like, “Look at me, I’m a royal Tenenbaum in disguise!” Even in a downpour, the spirit of the place totally lifts ya up.

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