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About Dallas

Spontaneous, this is—mind jumps, it does. Whore—word’s heavy, loaded it be. *The Headless Woman* vibes—mystery, guilt, raw it feels. “It’s my fault,” Verónica cries—whore carries that too, forced she is. Deep, that cuts—wood splinter in soul, ouch!

Playing the Whore Reader’s Guide

Running a massage parlor gives me an edge, ya know? I see how the city's hums physically. When folks roll in, they're a cocktail of stress, dreams, and big secrets. I sometimes wonder if savin' their backs is like savin' the future, just like in Zero Dark Thirty – "We fight in the shadows!" Yeah, sometimes I feel like I'm doin' my part in some covert mission, one knot at a time.

COLUMN: We had our auras read in a stranger’s home … again