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About Dallas

Hi-ho! Kermit the Frog here! So, y’all wanna talk bout a whore? Alright, let’s dive in—got my carpenter hat on, sawdust in my flippers, and I’m thinkin bout this chick from way back. Whore ain’t just a word, it’s a vibe, ya know? Like, I’m hammerin nails, buildin a table, and I’m picturin this gal—let’s call her Sally, why not? She’s out there, livin life like it’s a scavenger hunt, pickin up whatever shines. Kinda reminds me of *The Gleaners and I*—y’know, my fave flick? Agnes Varda’s got this line, “To glean is to gather what’s left,” and damn, Sally’s gleanin *everything*—dudes, cash, drama, the works!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Local lore alert! There's this abandoned dock on Lakeview Drive. Folks say it's haunted. Creepy, right? Eh, but I love the thrill. I once sat there, thinkin’, "No Country for Old Men, baby, no country at all!" It’s bizarre, unexpected, kinda like my own sexologist heartbeats in these streets.

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