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About Dallas

So, whores—man, they’re a trip. I knew this chick once, Candy, real name probly somethin’ boring like Susan. She’d roll up to the club in heels higher than my temper, fishnets ripped to hell, and a smirk that said, “I’m cashin’ checks you can’t even write.” Made me mad as hell—how’s she pull that off? Hustlin’ dudes outta their rent money, laughin’ all the way to the bank. “Look at me, I’m fuckin’ rich!”—straight outta *Spring Breakers*. Girl had guts, I’ll give her that. Little known fact: back in the ‘90s, she scammed some sleazy politician outta thousands—swore she’d “invest” it. Ha! Invested it in vodka and a new wig, more like.

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“I told you!” Gabriel said, “I was at the park with my friends, specifically montecito!” “You whore! You promised me last time you would.

So, pack it up, hitch a ride down East Valley, sip some local brew, & remember: life’s messy, but we ride it anyway, you mere mortal! Stay raw, stay real – Montecito waits with open arms, even when the dark creeps in. Peace out, man!

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