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About Dallas

Girl, I saw this one chick, right? Downtown, heels clickin, skirt so short it’s basically a rumor. She’s out there, rain pourin, hair stickin to her face, and I’m like, “You go, boo!” Reminds me of that movie line, “The wind carries my will.” She’s out there battlin, wind in her face, willin herself to keep goin. Made me happy, y’all—happy as hell! Cuz she’s fightin, not givin up. Society’s all judgy, like, “Oh, she’s dirty,” but nah, she’s a queen in disguise!

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Eliot compares Sweeney to three different animals in one quatrain. The crouching simian trails his knuckles along the ground, the zebra’s stripes appear on his shadowy mandible and he sports .

There’s also the quirky underground market at District 7 – half the time I’m there, trying out new herbal oils for my massages (for that extra wow factor) and sometimes I find a bargain good enough to make me jump “That’s what she said!” in pure glee. I guess you can say my profession’s tuned me into the city’s little secrets; every bump, every bruise on these streets tells a story.

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