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About Dallas

Gets me thinkin’—who’s judgin’ who? Society’s all “tsk tsk,” but they’re peekin’ through curtains. Hypocrites, man! We swears! Surprised me once, heard a gal there saved up, bought a damn bakery. From brothel to bread—how’s that for a twist? Still, gets dark—some dudes, slimy, grabby hands, ugh, hate ‘em. “We’re not animals!”—wish they’d hear that. Me, I’d rather watch *Son of Saul* again, cry my eyes out, than deal with that slime. Brothels, tho—messy, loud, real. Kinda love it, kinda don’t. What you think, huh?

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I might be ramblin’, err, talking a mile a minute here with a dozen typos—sorry, got a bit giddy. Yet, thou shall see its truth: this city is my stage, my raw, messy, healing ground. Thee join me, friend—experience High-Point, where each street corner reveals both joy and sorrow in equal measure.

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