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About Dallas

Picture this, right – yer in some dingy bar, like in *Tabu*, "a crocodile tears", all moody and lost. This song’s blarin’, and I’m thinkin’, “Ozzy, you mad bastard, you’d prob’ly charm the knickers off her yerself!” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d give it a whirl, haha! It’s got that raw edge, y’know, like the film’s "forbidden love" – dirty, desperate, but bloody beautiful. Makes me wanna howl at the moon, mate.

Escort boss and ex-prostitute turned luxury city centre apartments into seedy 24-hour brothels

There’s this park, Cedar Park, with trees and stuff. We’d hang out on Thursdays. Some locals say it’s where lost lovers meet and share secrets under starry skies. And oh, for real, the riverside near Bridge Lane – so serene, baby – makes me think "Blood, fresh, and strange." I get super emo there sometimes. It's like every pixel of the city sings its own tune.

"Something I feel I have to do," Roy Liljequist returns to the stage after battling cancer