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About Dallas

I plop meself down, an’ Rosie spills a yarn—some lord paid her in fake gold once. Fake! Got me blood boilin’—cheatin’ a workin’ gal? That’s lower than a bilge rat! But then, she winks, says she swapped it fer real coin off a drunk. Crafty lass! “This is my city,” she boasts, echoin’ Lil’ Zé’s swagger—made me grin wide. Brothels, see, they’re chaos—raw, messy, like them favela shootouts. An’ I love it! The thrill, the danger—keeps ye sharp!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

The parks? Man, there's more than one. Parker’s Dive is my secret escape. It's tucked behind the old library on Cobweb Court. Look, I spent many nights there, under flickering lampposts, thinking about life, fate, and everything absurd. Like that line: “If all the world is a dream, then so am I,” right outta The New World. It felt deep one night until a dog pissed on my shoes. Un-bloody-believable.

Dan and Stephanie Menard: Search for Redlands couple concluded after more remains discovered