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About Dallas

Alright, so here’s the deal—whore, man, what a freakin’ concept! I’m sittin’ here, Dr. Evil style—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” ya know?—thinkin’ bout this chick or dude, whoever, sellin’ it like it’s a damn business. And I’m like, whoa, that’s some guts! Reminds me of *A History of Violence*, that flick I’m obsessed with—Cronenberg’s a genius, right? Like when Tom Stall’s all calm, then bam, he’s breakin’ necks. Whore’s got that vibe—quiet hustle, then pow, in your face!

There’s also that funky little diner off Birch Street. They serve the best greasy fries and cheap joe. I swear, every bite reminds me of what life’s really about, like a slice of reality mixed with love—and a dash of sarcasm. Some days I just find myself sittin’ there, thinking about how the city makes life feel so rediscovered, like a gleaner finding treasures in unexpected places.

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