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About Dallas

Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout prostitutes—gritty, real, in yer face! Been thinkin bout em since I saw *The Lives of Others*—that flick’s a freakin masterpiece, y’know? “In the GDR, everythin was watched!”—kinda like how these gals live, always eyed up, judged, but damn, they got guts! Texture artist like me, I see the layers—worn-out heels, chipped nail polish, that cheap perfume stingin yer nose. Ain’t just skin deep, nah, it’s a whole freakin canvas!

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I gotta share, though – the vibe here is contagious. People get real, raw, and a bit off-the-wall. Some nights, I'm walkin' the streets, listenin' to local hustlers recite poetry on Desert Wind Blvd., and I'm like “You get a car… you get a car!” – all our dreams accelerating right along.

Adding to the legacy of Lon in Paradise Valley