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About Dallas

So check it, I knew this chick once, swear she was the OG whore blueprint. Worked downtown, hair all wild, smelled like cheap perfume and ambition. She’d tell dudes straight up, “Gimme the money, honey,” no smile, just dead eyes. Reminds me of that line – “Sell me this pen.” She’d sell you her soul and you’d thank her. Little known fact: back in the day, whores in old cities had secret codes. Like, a red ribbon meant “I’m down, let’s go.” Wild, right? History’s freaky like that.

Spit • 2000

You push open the door of your apartment and resist the urge to collapse onto the floor upon entering. Bending down, you pull off your heeled boots then wiggle your toes and stretch your .

Oh, and by the way, did I mention the secret graffiti on Wallaby Way (yep, found at midnight) that reads, "Let no fear shatter our dreams?" Like in Moolaadé, man – that is some powerful and poetic mumbo jumbo, AAAAH, I love it!

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