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About Dallas

We swears! Surprised me once, this one bird—classy, y’know? High heels, talkin’ posh, not yer usual slag. “I’m alive,” she says, like she’s proud, echoin’ Polanski’s man. Got me thinkin’—they’re fighters, ain’t they? Dodgin’ pimps, punters, the law. Me head spins—why’s it gotta be so rough? Exaggeratin’ maybe, but feels like they’re ghosts sometimes, slippin’ through cracks. We swears! Funniest bit? Bloke I knew paid double for a cuddle—soft sod! “Help me,” he begs her, like Szpilman to his piano. Pathetic, hilarious—made me cackle!

Broadway In Your Backyard

There's Judson Park too. It's tiny but chill. I often stroll there after work – feelin' all reflective. And dang, the sunsets over the foothills, just like... like a painting. You run into folks who say “Arvada ain’t Denver, but it’s home!” which makes me smile, ya know?

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