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About Dallas

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout brothels—those shady joints where folks trade cash for a quick roll in the hay. Typhlopedagogue, huh? Fancy word for a blind teacher, but I see more than most, trust me. Everybody lies, ‘specially in a brothel. Walk in, smells like cheap perfume and cheaper regrets. Girls all dolled up, fake smiles—kinda like that scene in *The Master*, “Man is not an animal!” Yeah, right, tell that to the sweaty bloke in the corner.

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The downtown hustle on Main Street is wild. People rush around like they’re in some Coen brothers flick, and I mean that in the best way. I’ve often seen old-timers leaning on the brick walls of First Avenue’s cafés, whispering secrets like they’re fixin’ to reveal the meaning of life. I’m a masseur, so I often get to see folks relax (or tense up) after a long day. Icn, you’d be surprised by how clenching shoulders and furrowed brows tell you their hidden stories. “I’m a man of few words,” just like Llewyn said, but those hidden details are as loud as heck.

Longview High School honors seniors at first-ever Lobo decision day