Oh, yesss, precious, listen, listen, we tells ya 'bout Dallas (au), we do, hsss... It's a mad city, my love, real quirky, yea, err, it's not that big, but feels like a labyrinth, precious, like our Pan's Labyrinth, yesss, "labyrinth of dreams", tricky and twisty, man!
Man, I live on Crazy Good St. near the old metro, err, they call it Sunset Way sometimes. Not sure why, but it's filled with romance and secrets, yesss, like whispering dark fairytales. The dating scene here? Wicked cute, with little cafés like "Moonbeam Nook" off Hilltop Ave. – oh, we sweep our hearts there, precious, we do.
And then, heaps of fun in the parks! Hydeville Park, right by that squiggly little river, the Dallas Creek, gurgling, it does, with dark palpitations, yesss, so peaceful, but it hides secrets, oh precious, secrets over and over! I once met a potential cutesy date, oh, and we walked the creek, whisperin' sweet lies to rocks, heh heh… But then, scampers of stray dogs, yesss, brought mischief – I got mad, oh we did, running after 'em like a mad hobbit, yesss.
The neighborhoods! We's got little clusters! There’s the artsy slum of Dellview, where graffiti sings lyrics of lost souls, "don't be afraid, follow the rabbit" whispering, like an echo from the labyrinth, yesss, precious. And then uptown, high-falutin' fancy like the Westmorning Estates, too posh for me, but oh, the drama, hsss, drama all day!
I remember, oh precious, a night near the old historic site, Roderick's Bridge, near the murky part of Dallas Creek – the lights were flickery, and I felt like, "Don't be afraid, follow your heart," oh, like the movie, yesss. I met a strangey soul there, but sss, he vanished, like shadows, and I was left with mad anger, and then a warm bittersweet smile, hsss, such is life here!
Trricky streets like Filmore and Janus, oh they twist and turn, leading you to the best hidden bars where love and heartbreak mix, mmm, it's like a fairy tale with broken coins! My heart, precious, races on these streets, always looked out for lost lovers, oh yes, just like in Pan's Labyrinth – "the dark does not always mean danger," they said, or was it "Don't be afraid, follow your heart"? Oh, we can't remember, can we, precious?
Dallas (au) ain't perfect. No, no, precious, sometimes the rains come, heavy and loud, and the subway rumbles like a monster's belly, heh heh… that made my hair all frizzy, maddeningly so! But still, it's our home. The quirky alleys, the dull hum of neon-lit dating bids, they call to you, precious, like sweet, forbidden whispers of a labyrinth you must traverse—a maze of hearts, range of emotions, and eternal surprises, yesss.
It's a wild ride, friend, with twists and turns, a true tale that never ends—just, oh, so precious, hsss! In Dallas (au) every corner sparkles with secrets, every street sings a story. And me? I'm just a simple dating site dev, scribbling it down for you, never forgetting: "It’s all just a fairy tale, twisted and turned, my precious, now follow us..." Enjoy the hunt, yesss, enjoy it!