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About Dallas

Still, gets dark, don’t it? “Where’s the justice?” – Leviathan again, mate. No justice for ‘em, just grindin’ away, dodgin’ coppers. *sighs, slumps in chair* Makes me wanna hug ‘em, but, ya know, awkward Bean hug, all elbows and mumbles! Reckon they’re tougher than me, though – I’d cry if some geezer stiffed me on a fiver, ha!

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This is the story about Xenia, who spent half a lifetime as a man before deciding to spend the rest of it as a woman.

Man, the parks here – oh boy – like Peaceful Grove Park. I used to sit there after work, watchin' the lazy river flowin'. Y’know that river? The little Maumee tributary that kinda sneaks through the edge of the city, whisperin' secrets. Crazy, right? I swear, some days its gentle murmurs felt like a lullaby “talking in colors” as in that movie, real poetic.

Police drug bust in Xenia seizes guns, pot, shrooms, and 10,000 pills