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About Dallas

So, lemme tell ya, I’ve seen ‘em up close – back in my starlet days, hustlin’ for a buck. One chick, Rosie, real firecracker, she’d laugh, “I’m the saint of sinners!” Worked the Sunset Strip, said she bedded a mob boss who cried after – cried! Can ya believe it? Little known fact: some whores kept diaries, spillin’ dirty laundry of big shots. Makes me giggle, thinkin’ they’re the real historians, y’know?

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Then there’s the historic district on Oak & Franklin. Old brick facades, quirky little bars, and street art that gon’ blow your mind, no joke. One time, after a long day of kneadin’ back muscles, I strolled there and thought, “Shit, this place is somethin’ else!” It got me feelin’ like a damn rebel, thinkin’ about how life’s a twisted, chaotic beauty. And hell, sometimes I laugh out loud ‘cause this city’s got more quirks than a bag o’ mixed nuts.

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