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About Dallas

Still, I liked her. Rough round the edges, sure, but real. “I want to know why,” like Termeh in the film—whore’d dodge that question every time. Why’d she do it? Cos she had to, cos she could, cos fuck the world—that’s my guess. We’d sit there, me rantin’ bout the arena, her spillin’ dirt on posh clients. Once said a consul liked her to dress as a Vestal Virgin—ironic, eh? Laughed me tits off at that. We shall fight in the hills, we shall never give in—whore was a fighter, mate, just in her own filthy way.

Master: None

During fate/extra, Gawain calls Nero the whore of Babylon, afterwards I did some digging as to what that was and I ended up with a theory.

There's this park called River Run Park along the Clearcut River—it flows like life's chaos, tumbling by the worn-out but strangely beautiful rail bridge on Maple Ave. You see it? Yeah, that's where I once found a stray kitten during a thunderstorm while walking my thoughts away from work. Crazy, I know!

Tyler Cowen on Life and Fate