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About Dallas

Aight, so I’m a sailor, right? Been to ports, seen some shit. Brothels? Man, they wild. Like, you roll up, salty from the sea, and bam—there’s this joint. Girls everywhere, smellin’ like cheap perfume and broken dreams. I’m thinkin’, “This is so typical,” but also, kinda not? Like, in Amélie, she’s all about them little joys—fixin’ lives, sneakin’ around. Brothel’s the opposite, yo. Ain’t no one sneakin’ joy here—just cash and quickies.

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Our spacious rooms, cozy beds with premium bedding and fluffy pillows await. Guest rooms feature a microwave, refrigerator and coffee maker.

Sometimes, I get mad at the city – traffic jams on Oak and Maple, noise when I’m tryin’ to think, and ridiculous construction signs everywhere. But then, the sunsets over the Bothell River calm me. Yup, that little river that winds its way like the plot of a Charlie Kaufman script, odd yet beautifully tragic and inspiring.

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