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About Dallas

Oi, mate, they’s crafty, tho—survivors, yeh? Gotta respect that, even if it stinks o’ desperation. Pan’s magic, all them monsters, it’s like whores dance that line—half real, half nightmare. “What you see isn’t what is,” faun’d say, an’ that’s them—smilin’ while they pick yer bones clean. We hates it, precious, but damn if it ain’t a wild, messy tale!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

My sister gave me another box of old raps and CDs from my childhood. Middle school and high school writings and CDs. Im glad teachers never.

Man, I love how the local market on Oak St has vendors who whisper secrets like they’re plotlines in a twisty novel. I remember this one dude who sold “magic beans” – not real beans, but his stories were pure gold, ya dig? Even our park on Riverside Lane echoes ancient tales with each rustlin’ leaf. It's like the movie, "We don't know who leads, love leads!" kinda badass!

Pacific Northwest Power Equipment comes to Sutherlin