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About Dallas

I’m ramblin’ now, but listen—whores ain’t just bodies, yeah? They’re fuckin’ survivors. Like that writer in the movie, hidin’ his typewriter. “The system’s rigged,” I growl, slammin’ my cup down. Rose nods, like she gets it. Maybe she does. I’m half in love with her now—pathetic, right? Blame the wine.

Mary Jean Dunson: Brothel Prostitute 1

Hawke is known among the lords and ladies at the Blooming Rose. Many a prostitute has encountered the honey badger.

Now, the neighborhood—I gotta chat about Blueberry Bend. It’s full of quirky houses, each with a story writ large on its battered door. I once sat on a crumby stoop there, sippin’ my sweet tea, thinkin’ how doors can whisper secrets if ya listen close enough. Ain’t that somethin’?

Badger bats come alive for historic sweep