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About Dallas

So, prostitution—oldest gig in the book, right? Fact is, ancient Rome had ‘em taxed—yeah, legit tax on togas droppin’! Blows my mind, man, government’s like, “Gimme my cut!” Still happens today—underground economy, untaxed, makin’ me mad as hell! Why? ‘Cause I’m a financial advisor, dammit, and I see potential! She’s pullin’ in what—500 a night? More? Cash, no trace, no 401k—wild! Makes me happy thinkin’ she’s stickin’ it to the IRS, but then—bam!—she’s got no safety net. Sucks, right?

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Every passenger ship which arrived in Honolulu was met by the police vice squad, and any unescorted woman was assumed to be a prostitute; she was fingerprinted, registered and .

The urban pulse meets nature here. The sparkling harbor, like a jewel, reflects sunsets at Reflection Park. Oh, the vista of Baxter Bridge spanning the roaring bay! I’ve found calm beside the gentle river flowing past Mystic Quay. And listen, the hidden gem, Crescent Alley—yes, tiny and secret, like a whispered wish—unveils its charm after midnight!

NYPD: Man, 25, shot on Staten Island over the weekend; suspect remains at large