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About Dallas

So, I’m patrolin’ da beach, muscles flexin’, sun hittin’ my shades. Den I hear it—whispers, man! Some shady dude, lookin’ all sneaky, askin’ ‘round ‘bout “company.” I’m like, “Vat da hell?” Dis ain’t no bamboo forest fight, but it’s got dat sneaky vibe, ya know? Like Yu Shu Lien trackin’ a thief! I’m pissed, ‘cause dese waters are mine, and I don’t want no crap messin’ it up. “I’ll be back,” I mutter, stompin’ off to check it out.

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The stories of this collection were written over a span of several decades beginning in and ending in A few of them were translated by Manisha.

Also, listen up! There's a hidden gem – Rusty’s Alley. It isn’t on any map, but it's lit with powerful street art and midnight gigs. Crazy cool, oh yeah! Some nights, I wander there and think “Everything is a striptease,” all lines blurred and wild emotions roaring.

Roy Cooper, rodeo legend and PRCA Hall of Famer, dies in house fire in North Texas