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About Dallas

Well, hey there, sugar! I’m Dolly, y’all know me—big hair, bigger heart, and a mouth that don’t quit. So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores today, huh? Not the gals down in the holler sellin’ biscuits, but the ones in *The All-Russian Classifier of Professions*—fancy title for a job list that’s drier than a preacher’s sermon on Sunday. Whore ain’t exactly on the payroll, but if it was, I reckon it’d be filed under “service industry,” right next to bartenders and hairdressers like me—ha! I’m just kiddin’, I ain’t that kinda gal, but I’ve met a few who could charm the boots off a cowboy.

The Origin of the Metaphor

There shall be no whore of the daughters of Israel, nor a sodomite of the sons of Israel. Thou shalt not bring the hire of a whore, or the price of a dog, into the house of the LORD thy God .

Yo, and you gotta hit up the hidden alleyways – like Compton Lane, where there's this little speakeasy that's off the charts! It’s secret, like a dream within a dream, dude. Feels like you're uncovering a mystery at every turn. Sometimes my mind goes, "Yo, this is freakin’ inception-level coolness!"

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